wounded small bird
assaulted in mid flight
the arrow that pierces your neck
proposes death
to your beautiful life
yet in this moment of reckoning
you evade its trespass
so noble and graceful a navigator
my heart swells at the sight of
defiance and courage
you in your determination and wisdom
delay the arrow's intention
for just another hour
dying only upon the final draining of your
own majestic power
and far out of sight of your would be
conqueror's eye
you then
the now supposed victim
exit the hatred of this world
victorious yourself
your demise
though forced
still to you
a very private matter
I can not fault you
this one small morsel of pride
ever free warrior of the gentle skies
flapping your glorious spirit's wings
all the way up and through the tree gates of Heaven
dignified and wholely un compromised
through my shutter
over such a conflicting matter
my spirit cheers you on tirelessly
ecstatic upon your thwarting
that careless murderer of the skies
most beloved inhabitants...............
(written Oct. 10, 2002 10pm)