Winged power folded, patient,
waiting, for the next hunt,
then strength launching, flying higher,
circling, surveying the water,
soaring, measuring, calculating,
estimating, distance from the target
when the time is right –
A missile propelling downward,
one hundred miles an hour,
extending talons, piercing the water,
grasping the target, and pulling up,
all at the same time.
The majesty of the hunter,
created to be – the fish hawk.
Poetry © Copyright 2014, nicodemasplusthree