i have seen the eagle
take flight soaring through
the cerulean sky and
plummeting into the
tempestuous sea with
urgency, precision, and
grace.
small stone: choir
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i have seen the eagle
take flight soaring through
the cerulean sky and
plummeting into the
tempestuous sea with
urgency, precision, and
grace.
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Exquisite!
It was funny because I saw your music post directly after writing the small stone: choir. Two minds on the same train.
magnificent!
Thanks!
Beautiful. I love these small stones, both reading and writing them.
Yes, I love the moment of noticing and paying attention. Then searching for how to describe it!
to see an eagle, is such a wonderful thing to behold.
And I am seeing the eagle with you. Breathtaking!
A Dozen Haiku
Wonderful flow of words,
Magnificent!!!
Best wishes
Oh my!
Your poem is beautiful.
I too have seen an eagle. When I lived in the mountains one very windy day one hovered outside my kitchen window. It was so close I could see every mark, its feathers and hooked beak. Awesome.
A moment of awe, seamlessly watercoloured into my imagination with your words. :] xx
Yay! Not a wasted syllalble. very nice.
Excellent description
Wonderfully crafted poem. Thanks for sharing this.
Namaste
What a wonderful image to go to bed with! Thank you for my good-night story! :o)
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What beautiful imagery in this poem – great work!
Here’s mie for the rally: http://cursemymetalbody.wordpress.com/2012/01/19/poetry-thursday-74/