It has been a long time since I've written a poem, but I was recently inspired to do so. I'll reveal what that inspiration was in a week or two...so as not to influence the reader. If you have constructive feedback, please consider leaving a comment.
The inspiration for this poem came from the hooting calls of a Great Horned Owl that flew into our neighborhood one night in November. This raptor very seldom visits...maybe once or twice a year. It is during these visits that the night becomes eerily silent. Listen to the Great Horned Owl hoot at this youtube link:
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=FsIygCtoqYg
The inspiration for this poem came from the hooting calls of a Great Horned Owl that flew into our neighborhood one night in November. This raptor very seldom visits...maybe once or twice a year. It is during these visits that the night becomes eerily silent. Listen to the Great Horned Owl hoot at this youtube link:
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=FsIygCtoqYg
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