A young hawk surveys <br />the mise-en-scene <br />from a fence post. <br />Post-prandial, quarry <br />and killing elude his mind <br />for a moment. <br /> <br />He crouches and considers <br />sparrows building nests <br />and meadow mice <br />at play. Red poppies <br />are rocked by the breeze <br />to sleep in their grassy cradle. <br /> <br />Head bowed, acquiescent, <br />he seems contemplative, monkish. <br />Perhaps even birds of prey <br />pray.<br /><br />Sonny Rainshine<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/hawk-s-reprieve/
