Poem about an Owl

The owl upwind flew silent
And elusive as a ghost
His mercurial swoop went right and left
His mirrored eyes seemed lost
His prey did squander reason
Caressing the willowy light
The quiet belied the tension of
A miraculous battle of flight


Another relatively uninspiring prompt, with 8 words used: owl, upwind, squander, miraculous, willowy, mercurial, elusive, ghost


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