I wrote this as I went to bed last night, around 3 AM, and at least three large owls were calling to one another. One was very close, another a bit farther away, and a third I could barely hear; if there were others, they were beyond my range of hearing. The frogs, crickets and other sounds of the woods gave the background for the sound tapestry.
Interestingly, as I finished the poem, the owls apparently moved on, as if they had done their job. ;-) We have a number of different species in our woods, and I'm not certain which these were, but they were clearly larger owls.
Written 28 Sept 2015, All rights reserved.