Talons, by Andrew Rivera

Spread thee wings for first short flight

falling fast in darkest of night

mother is watching, eyes shining bright

father saves baby, from descending death

Gallows wings are rough and battered

his feathers dirt ridden and tattered

aside from their home, waits evil donratter

waiting for baby while holding their breath

massive moon shines among towering trees

Gallow sets up to try his trapeze

gliding and diving with somewhat of ease

donratter takes off at gallows first flaw

His massive wings shadows out Gallow

he bashes, slashes and tares at the owl

flailing, they crash through brush and into a hollow

donratter crackles and shows him his claw

gallow, frightened puts out his talons

a black feathery mess and a whole lot of action

blood splattered faces and attacks like a dragon

Gallow stands proud and the fallen donratter

-Andrew Rivera

Featured in Vol. 3, Iss.1
Featured in Vol. 3, Iss.1
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