Owl mother soars
Through the space
Between trees and moon
Wings outstretched
Round eyes wide.
At home her children sleep
Tucked under neat bedcovers
Surrounded by Barbie dolls
And model racing cars
But their dreams are of flying.
Owl mother banks
At Wells Fargo,
Shops at Target
Drives an SUV
Flies free at full moon.
She swoops on a fieldmouse
Wind rushes through her wings
Like success, like fulfillment,
Like joy.
She strikes in silence.
Owl mother flies beneath the moon
At home her children stir, restless,
Dreaming of dark hunts.
And their father?
Who? Whoooooooooooo?
27 November 2021
