CAUGHT.
Sweeping in on increasing wind the
sea-eagle glides with imposing ease,
flawless flight and dynamic harmony
assures victory as ready raptor and
restless sea-water meet.
The reason for noontime appearance
becomes transparent when in frontal
abandon the resolute bird wing-wide
descends and with measured action
dives to satisfy hunger.
Naught will finish the piercing search
of this perfect fisher but caught glory
as feathered death descends in quick
refractive dip to surface with fish-life
clasped in granite-tight claws.
Likely he has a nestful to feed before
morning is done -- so I wish him well.
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Author:
Fay Slimm. (
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Comments4
You write so well of magnificent feathered creatures.
You always do justice to their awesomeness
Good write and pic Fay.
Only man kills out of selfishness surely. There's arguing about scallops now, of all things (the French) and throwing smoke bombs at each other. Bit pathetic. doh!
Good write Fay. I have seen sea eagles on Skye, wonderful birds.
Super tribute to a super bird.
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