Barn Owl Poem by Denis Martindale

The barn owl swiftly rose on high,
Serenely so, in fact,
To glide across the pale blue sky,
As if no need to act...
I saw it land on yonder tree
And set my camera's view
To focus on its majesty,
To learn what it would do...

And what I saw felt mine all mine,
As if the only one
To see its glistening black eyes shine
And shimmer in the sun...
For it stayed still as if to pose,
Permitting me the chance
To zoom in more, till way up close,
The picture to enhance...

My camera clicked time after time,
To capture all I saw,
Because, to me, it looked sublime
And thrilled me to the core...
But glad was I that it was free,
To live its whole life through,
Not put on show for you and me
To stare at in a zoo...



Denis Martindale, copyright, January 2015.


The poem is based on the magnificent wildlife
painting by Stephen Gayford nb Google-search
gayfordgallery and 'Stephen Gayford poetry'.