A hawk stopped by
Here yesterday
I learned of him
From angry jays.
He acted like
He couldn't hear,
Though jays buzzed by
His perch so near.
Resigned, he jumped
To fly away
Flapped once, twice,
And sailed away.
A hawk visits
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A hawk stopped by
Here yesterday
I learned of him
From angry jays.
He acted like
He couldn't hear,
Though jays buzzed by
His perch so near.
Resigned, he jumped
To fly away
Flapped once, twice,
And sailed away.
all the voices in my head 
A bit trite, I know. I was striving for some of those little poems about the mundane that Carl Sandberg and Robert Frost would write.