Eagles

amethyste

… I wanted to tranform into a leaf,
And observe,
How that handsome eagle
Interacted with his eaglets or with his mate;

The positions they stayed in their still moments,
How they greeted;
Did they look each other in the eye?;

How they interacted with each other
If they had been separated for a long time;

And then I wanted to be transformed into a ghost
And sit in a room
And observe humans;

A family,
A solitary,
A couple;

The place they stayed the most,
Their still hours,
Wach them in their positions as they slept;

  • Author: amethyste (Offline Offline)
  • Published: January 7th, 2026 17:34
  • Category: Unclassified
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  • sorenbarrett

    An observer as leaf, or ghost a fly on the wall. Very nice



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