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On The Wings Of An Eagle

As i gaze into the horizon,
Of the sunsetting sky,
I envy the eagles,
Who so gallantly fly.

As they soar through the air,
With their wings spread out wide,
I marvel their beauty,
I'm in awe as they glide.

Such glorious creatures,
So prideful and wise,
Controlling their destiny,
Kings and queens of the skies.

Golden eyes,
 So searching  and keen,
Created by God,
The most beautiful I've seen.

I have dreamed that my soul,
Was as free as these birds,
Shielded from the hatred,
Of  your harsh ,angry words.

So as the wind dries my tears,
That stream down my face,
I yearn for my soul,
To be in a more peaceful place.

I wish my soul,
Could soar in the breeze,
High above the mountains,
Through the towering trees.

On the wings of an eagle,
No pain could touch me at all,
I could go as high as I wish,
And never would fall.



— greeneyes, May 25, 2010

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Country/Region: Colorado Springs Colorado

Favorite Poets: I love Dr. Suess! He is my favorite, I would love to write for children.

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Ravenshakti

Ravenshakti

16 years ago

Dearest Green Eyes...

This is the most captivating and soothing poem I've read in a long time... It's simply breathtaking... I remain in awe. With my love, Raven
xena465

xena465

16 years ago

Beautiful Greeneyes

For me there is no more beautiful of birds than the eagle, there are many species of them too. You've captured their beauty wonderfully. I’d love an eagle to capture my soul and fly me to a Heavenly place. Just one thing I noticed… Of the {sunsetting} sky, …[I think you may need a space here… sun setting} Rosina xena465
weirdelf

weirdelf

16 years ago

As I mentioned in chat,

As I mentioned in chat, perhaps this work could be the starting point for something that not only glorifies the grandeur and beauty of which you speak so eloquently, but also indicates it's vulnerability. Cheers, Jess, Reprehensibly irrepressible, "the alleged short-cut to knowledge, which is faith, is only a short-circuit destroying the mind." [Ayn Rand, Atlas Shrugged]
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hippiepoet69

16 years ago

Beautiful

Well writen. And who could not like the thought of soaring like an eagle. Take Care. huey
Nordic cloud

Nordic cloud

16 years ago

Oh such a lovely subject greeneyes

Ann of Norway I love the Eagle, its worth a whole number of poems, golden and otherwise, they have that special something that defies gravity, even perhaps reality in its magic flight and keen sight, its a 1000 ft. for vultures and probably the same for Eagles, then they leave the thermal that carries them on its updraft and hunt. Just imagine seeing so far, a tiny mouse on the ground!!!!! After putting these bits below down here I see that the last lines of many of the verses is for me slightly too long for the rhythm to flow as it should. The verses before 'Golden eyes' work well though. " So as the wind dries my tears, That stream down my face, I yearn for my soul, To be in a more peaceful place.....too long( rhythm) I wish my soul, Could soar in the breeze, High above the mountains,............High above mountians? Through the towering trees."..........Through towering trees? "The most beautiful I’ve seen."...............if you cut out 'I've' its rhythm is better "Of your harsh ,angry words...............why the comma? "Kings and queens of the skies." ....why do you need plural Kings, King and Queen. So its the rhythm but not the content that troubles me a little Greeneyes. I agree with weirdelf that this will be good, in fact beautiful, it just needs the pathos of possible extinction perhaps, and the last verse must almost be the best, so it must have that right rhythm as well as sum it up in a way. Sory to be difficult as you see it is already well loved! Love to you too Ann.
Nordic cloud

Nordic cloud

15 years 11 months ago

So solly greeneyes

Ann of Norway I find its something to do with my age....perhaps.... where I miss out letters or even miss out words, to my horror, I think them and they don't materialise on the page in front of me to my utter surprise. Please forgive the odd mistake, you are right to point it out things should be well crafted and spelling and layout mean a lot to how one judges a person and their quality of expression, if it is easy to read and doesn't crowd the mind, but flows visually too, then we enjoy the ride of it more than if it is not, is that not so dear greeneyes? Elizabeth of the eagle feathered words you weave such beautiful passages among the clouds of our minds and give them wings, thank you again and my love comes with it too, Ann.
chumfin

chumfin

16 years ago

awesome poem, i love this

awesome poem, i love this piece to much i lack words to comment on them, brilliant, i wrote something similar"ON EAGLES WING" check it out. bless you reall good. chumfin
Seren

Seren

16 years ago

Dear Elizabeth

I loved this one I agree with some of Ann's suggestions but this ones your baby wonderful write love and big hugs Jayne-Chloe x x x ("Quote:-For every beauty there is an eye somewhere to see it. For every truth there is an ear somewhere to hear it. For every love there is a heart somewhere to receive it.-Ivan Panin")
Nordic cloud

Nordic cloud

16 years ago

you do them proud with your poem dear greeneyes.

Ann of Norway greeneyes I'm not trying to take it away from you in any way, I have not changed a thing, as Jayne says t your baby and so it is and ooooh today I watched in the blue blue sky, a sea gull riding a thermal spiral up and up and up and I know that's just what eagles do and it made me feel elated. It was while I stood outside the new Carrara marble Opera house of Oslo, and there too in the sky was music written by the clouds, they seemed to be within invisible lines just like music, and were torn into similar shapes as notes are, with their brushed-like strokes giving me the feeling I was looking at a Zen painting, a painting that comes so to speak 'of itself' and that was so terrific. Yes the wonderful eagles of he world you do them proud with your poem dear greeneyes. "Of your harsh ,angry words."......still the Comma is not needed. "No pain could touch me at all,"....perhaps .......No pain at all ......is enough? It would rhyme better that way. NO you mst say not I that would make the next line out sorrrrry!!!! Love as aye from Ann.
Electric Blue

Electric Blue

16 years ago

On the Wings of an Eagle

Greeneyes Well I often fly on the wings of the Eagle fast and high do I fly over the Mountains and Sees to be with my true love with great ease. I fly over mountains of the greenest green down into the valley to be with mama on the porch through the late afternoon and evening calls feel the coolness of a gentle breeze My soul released to travel the skies swift and silent dreams fulfilled This is the best way. Electric blue
SH

shirley harrison

15 years 11 months ago

absolutely stunning poetry!

oh Green Eyes you are a true insperation of the highest quality! much love shirley harrison
judyanne

judyanne

15 years 11 months ago

i love this elizabeth

at first read i thought it was a little short and curt in line length for the topic but then at 'So as the wind dries my tears, That stream down my face, I yearn for my soul, To be in a more peaceful place.' i really felt more the yearning to be able to fly and get away from this short curt life and i now feel the line length added to that.... and i realised the eagle's flight is not the topic and although the beauty of the eagle and it's ability to fly is a soothing thought - this is not meant to be a soothing poem excellent write love judy xxxx http://www.strategicpublishinggroup.com/title/TwentyMyPrettyPonies.html