I feel that you are mocking me
Shrill shrieks
Threateningly
Trying to knock me down
Attempting to ignore thee
I find my feathers ruffling
You won’t let me be
Feeling pressured
Forced to flee
(with ruffled feathers)
dVerse Poetry Form: Magic 9 hosted by Grace
JJJ Interactive Books 
Beautiful poem! They are free to flee 😄
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Well caught. Yes, they do ruffle their feathers while preening. Fun shots
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Nicely voiced bird…
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And they fly away. Love the photos – amazing shots!
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I’ve seen those hawks being chased by smaller birds. I love how they are defending their nests from marauders. Poem is nicely done
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The flow of your verse is perfect for the subject. It feels like I must quickly get away. Beautiful photos.
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Side note: this is the second time in two days I’ve read / seen mockingbirds attacking. I had no idea they did that!
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