eyrie (Remove filter)
Safe
on the roof hawk chicks
secure at
twenty-three
floors high
nestle their mother
under bright sun
watching
the male soar
free to hunt,
enquiring amber eyes seeing
colours we can't
no
flames
disturb the
eyrie no
screams ascend or
smoke black as
seventy-one funerals
Tuesday 4th August 2020 11:26 am
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