A Peregrine Falcon Perches In Cromer…
There was a sudden flurry, an aerial display,
A weaving around the church tower’s weathered stone
Pinnacles, achingly high to watch with one’s neck arched from the street.
There was soon a landing upon a ledge and a falcon's array
Of grey and mottled feathers were preened and by a sea breeze blown.
Yet despite the cacophony below, the bird remained calm and discreet…
There was an occasional glimpse, a quick view
From its intense yellow eyes, even an unsettling stare,
As the predator’s fierce frown surveyed the ground below.
There was a clear view of its hooked bill, yellow and pale blue,
Clinical and regal, as it nestled in shade from the sun’s glare,
Presiding high over humanity’s relentless flow…
Pete Ray
8th October 2024…
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