The Kestrel

[Chocky]

Most of my poetry is based on life experience and what I see.
Hopefully I have the facts right in my wildlife poems.
This is little story that I experienced whilst on a sew of days holiday at my son's in Yateley Han'ts
This is what I saw in a field at Horseshoe Lake


The Kestrel

The Kestrel sits quietly on the post of a fence
And patiently waits for his prey
As I stand and look on
He is instantly gone
After his catch of the day

He has spotted a mouse and gets into position
Soon he will make a sharp dive
He’ll hover above
And with out any love
Will swoop down and take it alive

I admire this Falcon. He’s shrewd and he’s clever
He’s no match with his hover and pause
He’s quick, and he’s fast
His dive does not last
As he takes up his prey with his claws

All though he’s not huge his wingspan is wide
And his tail like a fan he will spread
He is one of a kind
So accurate you’ll find
He’s the best it just has to be said

Composed
By
Beryl R Ladd

[ladylouise62]

Very nice - a love poem to the Kestrel

[Chocky]

Thank you .
I didn't look at it as a love poem but well.............I suppose