from a frosted moon
encased in an iridescent halo
sternly staring
at the World of Man,
encroaching daily on Earth,
approaching dangerous levels
with far too many flags unfurled,
proclaiming nothing
but Greed,
feeding nothing
but the insatiable Desire
for More,
more than ever
one could need...
Back to the Nest
he glides,
ruffling his feathers,
he emits a cry,
hoping to pierce
cold Hearts and Deaf ears
but he knows while
all may Hear,
too few Listen
and with a sad smile
he lays down to sleep
as his Tears glisten...
Dec. 14, 2014
Too few hawks around here. I do hear them once in awhile during the spring & summer months. I love watching the red tails soaring. Have only seen an eagle 1 time while driving around Gettysburg. IT WAS AWSOME! I almost wrecked watching it .They say the population of eagles here in Pa. Is growing. Wonder about the hawks though.
ReplyDeleteonce in WI an bald eagle flew alongside me on driver's side for about a football field!!!...
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