Some eagles they call bald
their heads are not
but white ,
and they show up beautifully
in the sun's light
Eagles soar alone
in their own light ,
it's something other birds
just can't fight,
they soar alone
and only they know
where they go at night
Soaring sometimes above trees
and a towering mountain's height ,
ever flying
towards the sun's light
Held up in the sky by just air
like a great feathered kite ,
without any strings
to hold it's height ,
eagles are
the master's of free flight
They like to swoop down on fish
that are just under the water's surface
in a river or lake ,
and grab it with their talons
for them it's a piece of cake
With it's tail behind it
and it's head downward
towards the earth
bursting into a fury of speed
what a beautiful sight ,
it reminds me of a
feathered meteorite
I know in the daytime
they soar in the skies ,
and look down to the earth
with their sharp eyes
looking for their prey ,
but at nighttime
where do they stay ,
Maybe deep in the dark forest
are where they might be ,
roosting near the top
of a big tree
Then when darkness
is gone from the night ,
the sun rises and with it
the eagles in flight
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Author:
Desertwind (
Offline) - Published: February 11th, 2022 11:53
- Comment from author about the poem: I wrote this after watching eagles in National Parks
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Comments3
Beautiful. Birds are beautiful,but the Eagles are really something to behold. Great read,thanks for sharing🌟🌟🌟😀✌️🕊
Thank you very much , for the comment.
My pleasure🕊
Lovely poem ! I love your mention of the kite and catching the fish like it’s a ‘ piece of cake ‘
Good choice of words
Thank you very much for lovely opinion, I appreciate it .
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