Ladyhawke

Posted: April 20, 2014 in poetry

Just before dawn
before the deep of dark thins
just as the birds awake and night vermin returns to dens
Shhhhhh…listen…look into the morn
all creatures are still as Ladyhawkes transform.

You will see neither bird, neither blond dame,
may hear the weak growl
a wolf’s mournful howl
for the Bishop’s evil green bane.

DSS

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Comments
  1. Cool poem!
    I liked the movie Ladyhawke!
    HUGS!!! 🙂

    Like

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