AVIAN CANNIBALS

FRIDAY 8th JANUARY 2021

This is a response to a Flash Fiction prompt from ‘Putting My Feet In the Dirt’, Writing Prompts hosted by ‘M’.
Which can be found by following the link below..

Prompt ~CANNIBALIZING AIRFRAMES

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AVIAN CANNIBALS

by John Yeo

A powerful hawk left his chicks safe in the nest

Seeking food for his family, flying fast and high 

Swooping low in the treetops he began his quest.

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A flock of pigeons across the treetops progressed

Unaware of the danger patrolling the sky

When the hungry hawk left his chicks in the nest.

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The attack was silent and sudden, the prey distressed,

A bird was swiftly snatched in the blink of a hawk eye.

Swooping low in the treetops he returned to his nest.

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The tiercel and her chicks feasted on pigeon breast 

Leaving the skeletal frame in the nest picked dry

The powerful hawk left his chicks safe in the nest.

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A fierce golden eagle flying South by South-West

Snatched the unwary hawk with a screeching cry

Swooping low in the treetops he’d begun his quest.

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This killer eagle was hunted, harried and oppressed

His feathers used for decoration, shot from the sky

A motherly hawk left her chicks safe in the nest

Swooping low in the treetops she began her quest.

© Written by John Yeo ~ All rights reserved

Notes……Cannibalizing airframes 

   The airplane design was inspired and modelled on birds

Airplanes have wings, just like birds. They also have a light skeleton (or framework) to decrease their weight, and they have a streamlined shape to decrease drag. The big difference is that airplanes do not flap their wings.

The airframe of birds is composed of a body, a skeleton and a variety of multi coloured feathers

Hawks cannibalize smaller birds

Humanity eats their flesh and eggs and uses their feathers for decoration.

PERFECTLY PUFFY

SATURDAY 4th JULY 2020

This is a response to a Flash Fiction prompt from ‘Putting My Feet In the Dirt’, Writing Prompts hosted by ‘M’.
Which can be found by following the link below..

PERFECTLY PUFFY

by John Yeo

  We laughed together, thrilling, pursuing each other through the long green grass. Sheep were grazing in the distance woolly ewes with lambs sticking closely to their mothers. A hawk hovering in the sky suddenly dived, fast towards the ground.

 ‘Look Jim!’ Exclaimed Mary. ‘That bird won’t go hungry today, did you see how fast it swooped down to capture its prey?’

‘Yes, he’s likely to have a nest nearby and he’s feeding the family.’ 

We continued chasing through the long grass until we finally collapsed, laughing together. Mary looked up at the sky with the white fluffy clouds casting shapes. 

Mary gazed up and suddenly said, ‘Do you see that dragon in the clouds?’

‘Where?’  asked Jim. ‘I can see white horses and men marching through the sky with perfect white plumes on their helmets.’

‘Oh! I can’t see war Jim, just peaceful, perfectly puffy, clouds.’

 ‘Mary it’s a dreamy, sunny, summer’s day, let’s pretend we’re hawks diving through a cloudy sky together overhead, without a care in the world.’

  Slowly the sky began to darken and the perfectly puffy clouds became dark and threatening, the atmosphere became warlike and the couple ran for home.

© Written by John Yeo