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The hawk of morning soars
Grace above a sleeping world
Silent wings unseen
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Amazing picture Sue! And beautiful poem.
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Thank you, Sadje 🙂
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You’re welcome 😉
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You have captured the magic of sunrise in both the haiku and image Sue.
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The kites are sun-birds, after all 🙂
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Beautiful, Sue. It reminds me of my school run this morning, when a kite drifted over us in the freezing morning sunshine. Somehow a sight likes this gives us hope. 🙂
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Thanks, Alli. The kites have been out in force today… as I always have the camera in my handbag, I got some stunning shots 🙂
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“Silent wings unseen”
That’s why Mr. Hector, vicious though he may be, isn’t allowed outside alone.
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WE have so many kites around here, but they show no interest in any but the tinest prey.
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