Woman Midwest-style

The eyes of the Peregrine will plainly see; she 'tis truly a paragon of the falcon tiercel;  for all knows it's a victory dive in tumultuous pursuit; therefore, neither is prey,  synchronization innate. Glorious speed conquers the wind; life's course only its eyes can see. Masters of freedom's wing with sinewed talons of steel - - survival a constant test of nature's will to be free. Purest strength, the highest ideal, its instinct for freedom, with mate and free, the falcons will always truly be.  by Trish Frommer-Joy

published "Poetic Voices of America" Sparrowgrass collection, 1992 The river runs deep with forbidden secrets, leery of intrusion to a trusted few. Swirling past knowledge held sacred, the current utters in whisper to protect its truth. Mindful of nature's fruitful song, winged creature glides gracefully midst times reminiscent. All Mother's lore upon renaissance greeted; championship welcome, rejoicing flourishes to noble tune. The orb's brilliant glow sifts through the gaiety; nocturnal proclamation sings cheery note. With the wilderness' keepsake of promise, the river flows timeless. Embracing dawn's iridescent crystal hues -- held close, breathless for remembrance to savor. The beckoning river sparkles slivered images to crest anticipation, entices delightful with adventure to possess for the winged glider its sole crusador. by Patricia Joy-Frommer,  1990

The eyes of the Peregrine will plainly see; she tis truly a paragon of the falcon tiercel; for all knows it's a victory dive in tumultuous pursuit; therefore, neither is prey,  synchronization innate. Glorious speed conquers the wind; life's course only its eyes can see. Masters of freedom's wing with sinewed talons of steel - - survival a constant test of nature's will to be free. Purest strength, the highest ideal; its instinct for freedom with mate; and free, the falcons will always truly be.  by Trish Frommer- Joy  1993    http://animals.nationalgeographic.com/animals/birds/peregrine-falcon/