The Race

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Cee’s Odd Ball Photo Challenge: 2016 Week 44

Leaving Galveston on 9/11, we had an escort of US Coastguard. The Jo Kiri had an escort of dolphins. I thought at first they were trying to get out of the way, but no, they jumped, leapt, fell, splashed and returned. This went on until the Jo Kiri was out of sight.

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The Wave

The Eagle’s Rush

 

It was there, over my head in the swamp,

That I met the dancing wind.

With a speed that rushed the world past

as I stood still, I was inspected, rejected,

Passed over as a dinner treat.

Who was I to walk there in another world?

Who was I to seek secrets?

I spun on my heels looking for power.

Turned quickly to spy the motion I felt,

more than saw.

Dancing on my tip toes, I tried to follow.

Not for me, the race through the trees,

Not for me, the freedom to fight, to fly.

Oh, but envious eyes I did cast

after the lord of the sky.

The Beginning

The barred owl in back of the houseĀ 
Sings it's song of contest.
"Are you there? How dare you!"
I have learned his song.
I sing it back with all of the owl in me.
His chicks must be near to hatching.
His calls are more intense each night.
Dawn will bring a murder of crows
And small sparrows to nip at his wings,
As the sun rises and he retires to a nest
With mate sitting and waiting
For parenthood to begin.