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Poem Number 12968
Hawk
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Commentary:
I am Hawk, eagle's brother.
I rise on thermal drafts
to drift in regnant solitude,
disdaining scampering
earth bound life.
I hunger.
Eyes pierce atmosphere,
scan terrain,
seeking food.
A moving form--
a rabbit racing for its warrne.
I stoop and fall
on silence tearing wings.
Claws extend---strike!
I rise,
prey dead, or dying,
gripped in talon's vise.
In aerie, I tear flesh,
taste the salt of blood,
sate my clamoring hunger.
I cleanse my beak,
and rise to sense the freedom
of the skies,
screaming a challenge to the heights.
I am Hawk--broher to eagles.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~JFC
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oooohhhhhhhhh that cry from the wild! Could see it, thanks JFC , :-) 'a'
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JFC -- Breathtaking, realistic description of the hawk's way; felt I was flying next to the bird. Well done. - Ed
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oh yea! beautiful!!!m.e.
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Visually beautiful, delightfully descriptive. Are you an animorph? Sorry
if the question seems silly spent to much time reading my nephews favorite
books to him. smh
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Thank you for the insightful poem. Really enjoyed this. Jane
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impressive! love how you captured the hawk's point of view ... Drm
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When we have to cross paths with life, and it seems everyday we do...
It seems to leave as fast as it came, and always takes something from you......
I've given up my heart, lied to myself to keep him near, and still have nothing left to show.....
And whenever it seems i was giving up on everything, some how you would know.....
You'd say the words to make me smile, I'd kiss your lips, so perfect to me.....
I couldn't watch it all slipping out of my hands, so I refused myself to see......
Then when you know he's leaving for good, that silence that breaks your heart.....
All the words you want to yell, but what good is it if those very words tear you apart......
I feel more lonely now then I ever have, but missing you is at the bottom of the list.....
To watch your eyes wander to the ground, to feel it all being torn apart in your fist......
I can't feel that anymore, it's not real, what is true belongs to me.....
It's all whom I will ever share my life with, and all that I will ever be....
Victoria
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