Green Owl

philipdoddStoryteller and poet.
Autoplay OFF  •  a year ago
Lines inspired by a bunch of leaves on my back garden bush which for a moment looked like a green owl.

Green Owl

by philipdodd

Green owl I have never seen for such a bird has never been, listen yet to my true word, a bunch of leaves on a tree shifted to form an owl with eyes and feathers green, so wild in my garden tame,

watched through my window, soft, low, I heard it hoot your name. To maps of lands that never were, that never could be, to other worlds, strange kingdoms green owl clutched the key,

will remain the lure to reach your longed for shore.

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@bernardtwindwil Thank you very much for your positive, encouraging comment on my poem. It was inspired by a true event. For a moment, a bunch of leaves on my back garden hedge really did look like a green owl, which is why I like it.

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Really excellent mellifluous verses. The evocative words expressed such mysterious​ images and the meter made this thing flow forever. Great poem.