Caught!

Barred Owl

Wise gray owl watching

spies me, blinks twice, and flies away

on soft, silent wings

I'm not a poet . . . wait for it . . . and I know it.

But I've been playing with Haiku recently. Today's walk gave me the perfect opportunity to try one out.  Traditionally, haiku has a 5, 7, 5 pattern, but Japanese on isn't quite the same as syllables. But I tried my best.

I looked this owl up in my Bird Field Guide, and I believe I got the right name. I had to paste the picture on Paint to enlarge it enough to see its markings, but the yellow beak was a give away.

I wonder what's in store for my walk tomorrow . . .

Later, Peeps!