A hunters light
Clear air from the north
The sky blue, bright
Like heaven
Cloudless,
But for the misty blanket
Resting on the knoll.
Shaped like a heart and
Shining like stardust
Woodpigeons rise
In dozens
Bring their fear to tumult
As the low hawk twists
His slate blue back
And chestnut breast
shines like darkness
in the slanting sun
Shatters the peace
Of this crystal morning
With electric ease.
#CoSopoetry