the owl

i wrote this in 5th grade, as part of the poem unit

The white-cratered moon

Is glowing

In the gloomy

Cloudy sky

 

The brown owl

Sitting on a branch

Looking for prey

With yellowish-blackish eyes

Sharper then a knife

 

Making a loud

Echoing sound

Hoot, Hoot

Signaling sight

Of a mouse

 

Flapping its long wings

With orange feet

Ready for lift off

Leaping

Into the cold air

 

Many appear

Chasing

With rapid speed

 

Bumping each other

The mouse escapes

Then daylight appears

 

The owls retire

Resting

Until dusk

Returns

Author's Note

i wrote this in 5th grade

Reviews

[Aimee Mahathy]

Really? That's amazing! This poem is so simple yet so descriptive! I love owls, I even have a cat that looks like one, so I enjoyed reading this thoroughly! The lines-
"Making a loud
Echoing sound"
Made me smile. The flow of it was unique to that section in the poem. I don't know why, but I enjoyed it the most.
Great job! I'm amazed!