The Guardian of the Night

Regal guardian
Regal guardian
Owls domain by day
Owls domain by day
wings so swift
wings so swift
Regal King on his throne
Regal King on his throne
open skies, to fly so high
open skies, to fly so high
casting its spell
casting its spell
master of the shadows
master of the shadows
The guardians perch
The guardians perch
Casting its spell in the night
Casting its spell in the night

The Owl




Who is this watchful one, such an exquisite creature,

so beautifully adorned, in its white feathered dress,

As white as the purest snow, over which it so guards,

with two golden eyes, that search, us to so impress.




A royal demeanor, is his most significant characteristic,

to sit so regally perched upon his highest royal throne,

He surveys the big world, below, and as his own domain,

no stranger to each tree, or streams, or any stone.




Beware the small brown furry rabbits, or the timid lizard,

and the cunning snake, all are good sources of his food,

This owl, as a king, to rule over all, within his own precepts,

to be admired, and not in his best demeanor, as seen, rude.




the watcher in the wildest and deepest of darkened woods,

the purveyor of death, and done, as in its natural evolution,

The powerful bird, to say no word, or not to make a sound,

showing great strength, in his regard, and a strong constitution.




Beyond the broad river, over the highest hills and the dales,

as a mighty Olympian, in his total silence, this bird so prevails,

With great powerful wings, that propel him in his swiftest flight,

he canvasses the landscape, to soar, throughout the night.




Such wisdom in his knowledge, of the widest of open forests,

The sage sits relentlessly, in the quiet and flower scented air,

The pine tree and spruce to keep him company there, in rest,

As the night hawks and whippoorwill, all each call, at their best.




The warming sun, at last to arise, from a night of adored sleep,

Then to light up the wide and open skies, a blue that runs so deep.

The wisest creature, in nature's own fold, basks by morning's light,

his wings, at last, to be folded and given a time to rest, now in sight.




His job is over for now, this sentinel, of the woods and the glen,

of snow covered fields, where the black crows call, to no avail.

I, as a hiker, and lover of the wild, on this beloved outdoor trail,

in such beauty, to be a thrill. and as though cast, am I, under its spell.




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watcher in the woods
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onetouchnewlife 4 years ago from Cemetary

I want to fly with the eagles, soar with the owls. I want to eat this poem the way an owl would swallow a mouse.


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whonunuwho 4 years ago from United States Author

Thanks for stopping by my friend and thanks for your input.


AudraLeigh 4 years ago

I love how you were mindful of the area you love. As the reader hiked the trails with you they could use their 5 senses and really be a part of your journey. Are the pictures your creations? They are lovely. Nature is important for my boyfriend and I. He rought me to NY States Adirondack MTS last year for the first time. It was so wonderful! This piece blew me away this morning!


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billybuc 4 years ago from Olympia, WA

They are incredible creatures, are they not? And you, my friend, are an incredible poet. Such talent!


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aviannovice 4 years ago from Stillwater, OK

Excellent! They truly survey their domain, and fly in silence over the land. Awesome and up!


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whonunuwho 4 years ago from United States Author

Thanks aviannovice, I am a fan of yours and wait each week for a nice piece on the wild birds.


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whonunuwho 4 years ago from United States Author

Thanks Bill, thanks Audra.Thank you both,you are valued readers, and I value your fond comments greatly. I also appreciate your fantastic work on these pages also. whonu


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Eiddwen 4 years ago from Wales

A wonderful read and loved those images too!!

Brilliant work and you are indeed so very talented.

Eddy.


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whonunuwho 4 years ago from United States Author

Thank you so very much for your kind words, Eiddwen, I enjoy your fine works, as well.


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whonunuwho 4 years ago from United States Author

thank you so very much for your kind words, my friend.


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girishpuri 4 years ago from NCR , INDIA

Incredible and amazing hub, God bless.


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whonunuwho 4 years ago from United States Author

Thank you girishpuri, I always enjoy the fond words of encouragement other gifted writers leave to me on these pages. whonu


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whonunuwho 3 years ago from United States Author

Our sentinel watches over us all. He is as the angel of the Lord, Michael, himself. He will not let any harm come to us and our beloved. Our God stands above all, and watches from his throne.

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