Some moments are magic

damn richard that captures nature at its best those moments that come out of nowhere and leave us sitting in awe makes us forget how ugly the world gets sometimes

I am not finding anything in this piece to correct it is written in such a hushed voice as Andrew has stated it is one of those awestruck moments there is so much we can learn from nature and Sam there did a good days work protecting his master lol Chrys

Smiles:) Barbara Beautiful image Really enjoyable read

This is delightful. There is such charm in how the dog thinks he has chased the bird away and you get the sense the bird knows you and the dog - as if it has been watching you for years and is not the least bit afraid. Nature is often taken for granted - you remind us to get out of the house and appreciate life beyond our computers, tvs, phones, even homes. I enjoy the simple life you project in your work and it is refreshing to experience it through your eyes, as a reader.

named Sam once, what a good 'ol dog he was...I miss him. Good write. Your friend, Mark

Smiles:) Barbara We also had a dog name sam Another name ginger and one name bozo Growing up at dfferent stages of our growing years.

A very enjoyable read, Great depth a story and a relationship thrown in as well, If only we could bottle all these magical moments, to be able to recall, Very Best Regards Peter

like there is much more meaning to the first three lines than a simple mental drawing of location. is there? where the world is still beautiful? that only level place, on the hill? Niki

Really enjoyed this. I had a similar event once on the West Coast of Canada. It was a bald eagle that appeared, and we connected, or at least I connected with it. Nothing beats those moments. My only comment is a couple of capitalizations I would suggest: 'he' in stanza three, 'and' in five. Or perhaps you meant a different punctuation. I would also consider using a semicolon after 'acknowledge him' in stanza three. Just tiny suggestions, nothing that detracts from this wonderful read. Thank you for posting it, it brought back a certain simplicity, a connection that is easy to forget, as we tap away at our computers, drive our cars from one concrete building to another.... Alobar (Just my two cents, spend them on gum if you wish.)

This must have been a wonderful experience for you. Sam can be proud of having protected his best friend from such a (marvelous) fiend! I love birds. Out in the country where I live we have lots of hawks and they are so majestic flying and swooping. Last evening when we came home, we saw two deer, one was by the side of the road and the buck was farther up on the hill. When we came around the corner they both were startled and ran up the hill into the trees. They were starting to lose their winter coats, a bit shabby, but still beautiful. I really like this poem. Always, Cat

they make my one-acre backyard their home. In fact, I rescued a baby screech owl a year or two ago that had fallen from its nest. (Her/his eyes were barely open.) The nest had been destroyed, the dead tree having been split by stormy winds. A backyard squirrel picks my right front pants pocket. She knows there're peanuts to be found there. (So of course she takes advantage of me; to my delight, I might add.) A cottontail, for a time before death by predator, used to relax midday under my wire-mesh yard chair as I sat in it. (I learned a lot by watching her so near. And felt awestruck by her bravery ... and trust in me ... so revealed.) Woodchucks assume my property belongs to them. How sweet when the small fry wrestle with each other, sometimes rolling end to end when momentarily bested by a sibling wrestling partner. (They're built almost in the shape of a fat round ball (with ears and stubby tail), so no wonder.) I see in you a kindred spirit here. Would that more humans learn to respect (hold sacred) the undomesticated life around us. We so need it to be healthy ... so, selfishly, we can gain, and hopefully maintain, a fragile good health of our own. I esp. like the child's delight you express. (I fare best when my inner child's kept happy.) Thanx much, Chuck

Your "acknowledge him", is punctuated in the British way. The American preference would be "acknowledge him," with the comma tucked sweetly inside the ending quotation mark. Thanx again, Chuck

Hi Richard As requested i have read this poem and you can relate to my poem called Darkness of Night with the owl hunting but also dedicated to my friend Owl Hollow in response to one of her poems. Check her out i do not know if she is on this site but she can be found of POETS.COM where as so am I. We are all nature lovers. The wonderment of that moment we capture in time. Wishing to be able to become them. To sore so high and see what they see, the freedom. WOW. I have drawn a study of the Bald Eagle. It started off with one Eagle but the page looked empty so i filled it with other Eagles in different positions and put in a few trees. I recently drawn a Red Tail Hawk. These birds have such magic such power. Well in my humble garden i have many wild English birds. I have nesting a pair of Robins. I sit and hold out my hand with some seeds and they come to me and eat our of my hand. They dance at my feet when i sit and write on a lazy sunny afternoon. Keep me compnay as they sing. maggie Electriblue