Inspired by
kelkyag's request for gargoyles, this is today's first freebie poem. No matter how much of a badass you think you are, somewhere out there is a predator who considers you defenseless prey.
Stonewings
-- a triolet
Gargoyles guard the city streets,
Silent hunters from above.
Final foe the mugger meets,
Gargoyles guard the city streets.
Down one swoops with swift wingbeats,
Hawk on unsuspecting dove.
Gargoyles guard the city streets,
Silent hunters from above.