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Scattering terrified squirrels
Eye, one-pointed intent
This is a word cinquain poem.
Posted by Bodhirose on October 18, 2010
I love hawks..they gave me a sign to go the Catskills last week…two red tails like the one in your pic and a blackhawk as well(+)
I love them too. We have lots of red-tailed hawks here. The blue jays go nuts screaming when they come near. ; )
Breathtaking words and such a stunning picture my friend. Thanks for sharing xxx
I so appreciate you, Amanda. Thanks for your always sweet words. xoxo :)
beautiful, thank you
Thank you, Tamasin.
no one can portray a hawk more perfectly. brilliant.
Thanks so much, Trisha–your kindness means a lot.
hawks are very beautiful birds. are not they? its not kindness, its admiration and affection. :)
Well I sure appreciate your admiration and affection!
i know, so do i. :)
:) Much love…
Hawk is Buddha. Lovely poem. Nicely done.
I would have to agree, Jamie.
Thanks so much.
feathered bullet – what an apt metaphor!
Thanks so much, bluebee!
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