I Wish to Have Speaks With You

“A very high pitched kee-ee, almost like a whistle.”

 

As raptors go they’re small

A pound or so per hawk,

And O the joy it brings

To hear their high-pitched talk

 

Kee-ee kee-ee says one

From a slightly distant tree

Kee-ee kee-ee replies another

Perched just over me

 

Kee-ee kee-ee from their child

With his longitudinal streaks

And then all three are gathered

The better to have their speaks

 

I stay as still as I can

Neck craned painfully

As they silently plan their agenda

Perched in my lace-bark tree

 

Not a word is spoken

But soon they have a plan

Each lifts to execute it

My neck will be straight when it can

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