Great Philippine Eagle Poem by Rose Marie Juan-austin

Wonderful poem praising a rare bird

A wonderful work so informative! Beautifully expressed...................................10

What a dear, wonderful Poem! . Just three lines but so full of tender feeling and true love for this amazing bird, symbol of strength and freedom. The wings we don't have. I really love this and when I feel badly and sad, I will read it, to give me courage and as I think of the loving, talented Poet, that wrote it.

After 13 comments I just dropped today here on your beautiful poem site to give my response. So many thoughts here about Great Philippine Eagle......Most beautiful haiku, must I say created by the great poetess. Having read this so many times, what a greatest effect that gives. WOW! My heart leaps up and.......that soaring without boundaries.....How mighty and totally free is this Great Philippine Eagle,

First of all informative as I read your note....and analogical...yes an eagle and a poem can soar high to their credit of honour....a great inspirational poem Rose

I was not familiar with this eagle! Thank you for such insightful and enriching poems!

The Eagle Philippine Eagle To its goal.........///

So very sorry that my thoughts oft go farther than the haiku is meant, and my bad habit is that I oft read between the lines.............and I am still doing that, I apologize, dear Mrs. Juan-Austin. Absolutely a most beautiful haiku about Great Philippine Eagle. One haiku and so many different responses. Beautiful!

I have heard elsewhere, that: Among the rarest and most powerful birds in the world, it has been declared the Philippine national bird. Once again a WOW! A powerful country declared this bird as the Philippine national bird. A most beautiful haiku created for the largest and heaviest known eagle. Dear great poetess, thank you so much, thru this amazing haiku, more knowledge have I gained. A 10 Full Score and myriad 10´s more for this giant Beauty.

I wished the inhabitants of that great and mighty country all freedom too, alike the symbol of that land. I know the truth is the reverse. How saddest. The great poetess´ her country of origin. How saddest to realize that this mighty country has a powerful government, but no soarings in their sky. I am astray the original poem´s path, so sorry.