Talons tucked by side.
Eagle scans with clear eye.
Fly Eagle, Fly!
North, south, east, west
catching currents at their best.
Rocky crags atop mountains rest.
Fly Eagle, Fly!
With clarity, Eagle flies
where Spirit's beauty abides,
o're dry desert or ocean tides.
Fly Eagle, Fly!
Spirit's messenger of things untold,
His call sounds, Woe, woe woe.
So listen carefully with your soul.
Fly Eagle, Fly!
When it comes my time to go
Eagle will come on wings of Gold,
Carrying me to my home of old.
Fly Eagle, Fly!
Author notes
Opt# 3...Eagle is one of my totems and this makes this contest very personal for me..Niaish.
A contest entry
- Group Contest - (not a member? just apply). by Silent Cougar.
1750 points, ended March 23, 2008, 10 entries
Honorable mention
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest - OPTIONS! 8 OF THEM!!! by liduen.
600 points, ended March 21, 2008, 53 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
What did you think
Comments
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the eagle truly is a majestic animal, and this is a majestic piece. thank you for sharing this. eagles have a special place in my heart as well.
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I was smiling when i read this poem - and you know why ...
... I can truly sense the spirit of eagle through your verse and feel like soaring on his wings right now ... (my husband recently offered me an amazing eagle-sculpture carved out of semi-precious stones and perching on a huge quartz-crystal - it's standing right next to me ... a little consolation for not being able to have a real eagle around ...
maybe he'll hear me and come to me in my dreams
)
much love,

maa

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Keen sight
into the spiritual. The eagle misses no details. A perfect bird of prey. At Medicine Lake in Plymouth, Minnesota, I considered it a blessed day to see the adults or the juveniles. I developed almost a sixthsense to know when they were around. Nature's gift to us. May I ask what your other 'totems' are?

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Mom, I can not tell you how much of your reverence for this totem shows in your work. You not only have written a stunning piece but many with the words and power thatyou have placed within the poem. *heart*


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May be penned with ink this one is really penned with gold in my heart of awe!
One of the finest pieces come in the visions of one's heart as yours, the heart and soul is etched in this fine piece! Very nice to read such a fine piece of work!
Peace!
Rena~

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Thanks for entering and good luck!!!
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come soar with me
I love eagles, we have lots. I live in the fraser valley, home to thousands of bald eagles when the salmon are spawning.
The title caught my eye,
words you wrote soared up high.
leading to a higher plane,
a height that only eagles do attain.
I've two poems you could read,
about the eagles catching feed
I'd wish for you to read and say
if the words I chose fly regals way
the two poems are eagle eyed and high flying fish
rudolf


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I love the repetition. This is a beutiful poem and you represent the majestic eagle so well. Good luck in the contest.


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A beautiful and restful piece of poetic artistry my friend. You have done well with this poem and I feel the pride in your words as well. Good luck in the contest and thanks for sharing.
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What a beautiful and peaceful poem. What a wonderful way to enter heavens gates on the wings of an Eagle!! Such vivid imagery. I so enjoyed reading good luck in the contest
Theresa


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Fly Eagle, Fly. These three words capture me immediately.The personal spirit that is me would love to follow this poem's pathway. Wonderful write, enjoyed it immensely.


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A beautiful write. Uplifting. Lovely depth of feeling. Good imagery, flow and tone. Nive rhyme. Vivid descriptives. May we all soar as the eagle who will one day guide you home. Well penned. Niaish for sharing these words with us.


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oh my this is just to beautiful
your words are wise and wonderful
i love this poem


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A very beautiful write, I really love this freedom and
feeling of space, fresh air and soaring so high. Very well done my nihimhinozi.


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Beautiful & Knowledge in one
My sister welcome home. Now we become one again. Our eagle will meet again and together let us get the message out of our people. I will be leaving Sunday for Houston. I love you.
Your Sister
Morningstar

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a sense of freedom abides within.....
To come up with such a write, breaking form to allow flight at the right times, was a clever move, bringing the piece into what could be classed as songfull.
The usage of o'er impressed me big time. (for obvious reasoning), well done.
The finally was brilliant, taking the reader to the complete ending in a fashion just rewarding.
Niash for your entry and for sharing.


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I am so honored to read such beauty...Your words are soft like a gentle loving prayer...sighs...niaish for sharing with me and for entering



















