The Golden Eagle is a joint effort by Steve and John Mara. Steve lived the story of the poem, having flown from the nest to California to spread his wings and finally see where he can fly. John wrote the story down. John has published more than a dozen short stories in many venues, including Scarlet Leaf Review. The Golden EagleWhen the eaglets leave their nest
To see where they might fly One must always stay behind And the One never chirps ‘Why?’ The nest it still needs fixing! A hand the grey birds need! In wind, in rain, or through the snow The One always flew the lead Each eagle forms by how it lives The way it works, it loves and plays This One’s wings grew strong and wide It too would fly away … someday A door cracked open in the clouds The sun shone brightly through To lead the One right toward it To see what it might do When that Eagle left the cairn The others waved goodbye So glad to finally see it go To get its chance to fly And when that Eagle pierced the clouds The others did behold The One’s head had grown the whitest! And see its plumage? Why, it’s tinted gold! ‘Cause that nest had steeled the Eagle In silent ways we never knew The Golden Eagle soared the highest Once at last it got its due
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Naresh kumar Saroay
8/13/2020 10:38:30 am
Aptly described, clear imagery and message.I have recently completed my first book of English poetry- 'Reborn' that is under publication process. I was updating myself about recent trends in potery.
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