Red-Tailed Hawk Feels Right At Home

Sunday sonnet

Photo by William J Spirdione (juvenile red-tailed hawk)

Mid-April’s flying fast, and look, more snow!
Sarcastic words, exciting times ahead.
My bad. I broke a rule. What should I do?
“You needn't narrate, just show us”, they said.

Almost forgetting which way this one goes.
Bright snow with purple flowers poking through.
A hawk lands on the hanger. Cold wind blows.
No feeder, glad at what did not ensue.

Not any of our friends, the songbird folk,
nor sitting ducks or bluebirds, fed upon.
Red cardinals in their splendor won’t provoke.
A quick lunch could be most unwelcome on

this cold spring day. Majestic bird, don’t fly
too far away. Run, rodents! Hide or die!

Photo by William J Spirdione

Happy Easter and Happy 420 for those who celebrate.