CIRCLING

 

An Eagle soars

eyes tuned to the

ground below - a

sudden movement

beneath catches its

ever watchful gaze

 

On a waiting nest

of twigs its eaglets

lay - supper is about

to be served - a bunny

wont be coming home

tonight to feed its young

◄ HATCHING OUT

FLUIDITY ►

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Philipos

Sun 27th Sep 2020 18:46


Thank you Hugh and Stephen for the likes and comment.

Appreciated. P. 👍

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Stephen Gospage

Sun 27th Sep 2020 18:11

A good poem about a hard world.

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