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Seize And Capture


With the wings on the fore
and the eyes on the shore
the eagle made a tore
with a resonant roar
across the ocean in a soar
attacking a gull like a boar
capturing it in a gore
causing a deafening uproar
releasing a distressed furore.

With the prey in hand
it flew back to the land
amidst its bandeagle-gull
gathered in the sand
close to the strand
all in an attentive stand
posing a demand
unable to withstand
typical of their brand.

The Accusation.


There was a bang next door.

Something fell on a floor.

Other things flew out of the door.

Certain others flew in a soar.

Every other thing was in fours.

 

The shrieks ranted the air.

The shouts lay everything bare.

There was nothing to share.

There was no one to care.

It was a terrible blare.

 

“It is you ,you”,  accused a voice in anger

“Not me, me,”sobbed the other in a whisper. 

The dialogue was converted into a slander. 

The exchange was disgracefully vulgar.

The incident did not propose a healthy augur.

 

The storm died down with an intermittent intervention.

The intrusion became a hapless, weak contravention.

The go back would be a shameful digression.

A physical abjure would have been a better proposition.

Alas! the wordy abuse was an incisive demonstration.

Strange it is.


There was a squeak at  the door.

It was a bird  at the door.

It pecked on  the door.

 It was a rap. rapping  on the door.

The noise, then slowed down to the core.

It looked strange more and more.

The bird stopped tapping at the door.

It moved away from the door.

It then rose up in a soar.

It flew high up in the fore.

It looked familiar more and more.