Dappled Dash

See the flight of the dappled dash,
Light and shadow in a flash,
His song a long and haunted wailing,
So fast he flies his sound is trailing
Far behind. The crack and crashing
Through the branches, a whip whiplashing
From tree to tree, from oak to ash,
The speeding rush of the dappled dash,
Curving, curling, dipping, dashing.