A Peregrine

by Ryan Nardi

A peregrine,
it took from me
a moment that I freely gave.

The breath it swept
out of my lungs,
when, all at once,
it swooped my way.

I stopped and
for a moment stared.
His spotted breast
not far from me.
I thought to take a picture
but my bones...
but my bones and his.

Majestic, fleeting,
I know our eyes met
in those woods.
When glaciers of the moment melted,
thence he fled,
and there I stood.

What great chance
to see this creature!
What rare egg
this event, a moment,
fleeting as a peregrine?


Posted on 11/03/2022
Copyright © 2023 Ryan Nardi

Member Comments on this Poem
Posted by Chris Sorrenti on 11/03/22 at 02:51 AM

Really enjoyed reading your poem, Ryan, birds, animals being among my favorite subjects. Refreshingly different.

Posted by Linda Fuller on 01/07/23 at 06:18 PM

Happy to see you back, if only for a frozen, fleeting moment.

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