Ditch the ads, upload images and much more - upgrade today from 5.95/month!
Read • Contests • Groups • Learn • Forums • Store • Help
 

Eagle

I saw an eagle drift down gently
lighting on my high-line pole,
while it's claws dug deep

at weathered wood. It's wings
spread out like a safe haven
for a lost soul, and I couldn't
think anymore about this

prison.  I wonder if his wings
span wide enough to wrap
around me, fly me away from here.

Author notes

constructive criticism is appreciated. just some thoughts i had today. it is still in the works.

Please tell me what you think

    I plan to revise this poem: please leave constructive criticism!
    : , Your review:

    Comment Suggestion: What is your your first impression?
    • Line numbers  • Invite them to read
    : no Cost: 0 free left 0 points, You have (?)

Comments