Poetry using Kennings.

I am a thermal floater ,

A finger flutterer,

Calling for a takeaway treat.

I am an alarm screecher,

A lesson teacher,

Not sneaky,

you know I am near.

A rampant rodent scoffer

A gliding hunter

Keeping farmlands clean.

I am an Auditory mesmerizer,

With my soaring cries,

I am a sorcerer in disguise.

I am beauty,

I am a Red Kite.

Only sleeping.

By Ellen Best March 2021

Picture from  https://pixabay.com/

I took the childlike kenning and inserted the concept into a freestyle poem, I believe it made this creature come alive. Another new route for me inspired by Lynn Whitehead from the Suffolk arts link. I like to play with what I feel safe with and try new forms, at least I try, … but did it work?. How do you push the invisible boundaries? I would love to know, talk in the comments below I will respond double quick.