Can The* Eagle Sing Poem by James McLain
Can The* Eagle Sing
Bolden eye have the sky to fly
wings are broad kiss their
chics this night.
Weeding prey talon spike
in claw.
Head goes up neck arched out
you hear this king call out
Missile streak across a cloud
thats white.
Homage to the queen he does
fly out.
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5/9/2024 12:21:14 AM # 1.0.0.1119
Hmm, interesting view indeed. Well done. The imagery you painted with your words showed the beauty and grace of the eagle both in its nurturing and as a hunter. Well worded and expressed with a good flow through it. Good description. Many blessings to you