A Poem by Marie Harrison

a nature write about an owl that used to sit outside my window

Surveying the
surrounding landscape
from all directions,
on top of my building perch,
I sing to you a song of the blues,
as I stand guard over you
as you sleep in your dwelling.
With my feathers of white,
and my green and black speckled eyes,
I sing   ...hoota, hoo, hoo
           ...hoota, hoo, hoo

© 2010 Marie Harrison

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How cute. I love all of the different sounds owls can make, and how each one can look so different. Small, but nice poem

Posted 6 Years Ago

i love the sound of the owl

Posted 7 Years Ago

Wonderful view as seen from the eyes of the owl. Love the song of the owl, makes a great ending to your poem.

Posted 7 Years Ago

Congrats on the great winning poem. I could actually hear the owl hooting. Keep up the good work.

Posted 7 Years Ago

1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

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4 Reviews
Added on May 30, 2010
Last Updated on June 18, 2010
Tags: Nature, Animal, Birds


Marie Harrison
Marie Harrison

Atlanta, GA

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