The great barred owl descended, wings wide and graceful
Down, down, down lowering his landing gear
On the cool flat rock by the waterfall
The pond frog sunned
For a moment.
The great barred owl descended, wings wide and graceful
Down, down, down lowering his landing gear
On the cool flat rock by the waterfall
The pond frog sunned
For a moment.
Living In the Corner of a Vortex 
Elegant poem. Pure and simple. I like to think the frog went back into the pond upon the owl’s arrival. Love the “landing gear” imagery.
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I would like to think that as well…
thanks Johnny shangrila 🙂
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Could go either way. The ambiguity is what makes this so engaging.
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So true Dave. Glass half full…frogs in the pool. Glass half empty…owl’s tummy’s not empty.
Thanks for stopping by and for your thoughts, very much appreciated 🙂
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