This week’s Mindlovemisery’s Menagerie’s Heeding Haiku with Chèvrefeuille has the inspirational prompt of hawk.
Perched, her red tail wags,
head swiveling to decide
which snow drift to glide.
Brown wings glide over
white drifts; talons clutch the hare;
Winter hawk calls in
the morning; there will be grief
in snowy kingdom.
Her sharp eyes see all,
and her strong talons serve her
life through the winter.
Hawk waits for me in
the leafless winter birch tree,
nodding as I pass.