Neighbourly Owl

Tic toc Five

The sun waves bye

He’s arrive!

Lift his arm(s)

not hug you

but shrug you!

Oh the alarm!

How appalling!?

He’d raise his hand

not caress you

cause unrest, harass you!?

Me, bland!

How atrocious!?

“HOOT HOOT HOOT!”

Transcribe my fury prayers

Let them be heard- me, helpless beholder.

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Afternoon ‘laughters’ interpose sweet sweet dreams

but your nightly cries, the screams

Oh! My waking nightmares.

Is there no egress for this steam!?

He’s robbed of me a piece of peace yet again!?

How vile!?

I’ve not hands,( tied)

Yet feet, ossified!

Birthing the best worst view

Along with a wail, cry and hue

Hoot! TOOT! Hoot!

Too passionate to be helpless.

Label thee nocturnal Sisyphus.

If only I were migratory?!

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How dire, his ire

spits you blazing fire

“HOOT!! BRUTE!! HOOT!!”

If only He spoke Owl. He would flee

Come to me so you perspire

an escape from mire

“heut beaut heut”

If only YOU understood Owl. You’d come--  fly away me.

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All I could do is “hoot hoot hoot”

Furtively. Furiously. Figuratively

Hoping I reroute him, and soothe

your ‘distraught agony’

an ephemeral hegira, such melancholy

so I hoot toot hoot 

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Gaze upon my dwelling

now eclipsed by your twin

beaming, from heaven’s ceiling

bestowing vision akin to Odin

 

Were I fit a Paladin

His well will run dry

You, will be mine

For now…

I, hoot and toot (of a brute)

You, daze & gaze (always).

Such is ours-

A looming routine.

A hurtful maze.

After all…

I'm just a neighbourly owl….(in love hate love)

Doth thou amaze?!

© I A Saeed 26 06 2009 BT