WHERE EAGLES FLY
Once the seat of kings
it hangs amidst the growth of vines
where crystal streams cascade
and pantiled roofs absorb the sun.
The only road a stoney track
with hairpin bends where legend says
the trap was laid at break of dawn
and worthy men were laid to rest
for noble cause where eagles fly.
- Author: Michael Edwards ( Offline)
- Published: January 17th, 2017 02:09
- Comment from author about the poem: Todays poem plus one of my semi abstracts.
- Category: Unclassified
- Views: 71
Comments6
Very excellent!
thanks so much WBL - glad you liked it.
Wow... Love this...
Gee thanks PH
Thanks MICHAEL for an abstract painting to illustrate an abstract poem ~ awesome. Yours BRIAN
cheers Brian - I guess I'm a bit of an abstract all round !!
Excellent poem. I am intrigued by the painting as well. Great job!
Thanks Christina - the paintings a bit different even for me and involved printing using an old sculpted towel - great fun.
Amazing write and picture
Thanks so much Tony - glad you liked them both.
Welcome
Enigmatic, perhaps biblical. Enjoyed.
Thanks Augustus - yes enigmatic - at least I hope so.
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