Whenever I hear the wind in the canyon

I wrote this for a contest.

Whenever I hear the wind in the canyon,

Carrying past echoes of eagles cries,

I look into the midnight sky,

And watch as a star dies.

 

The moon stares down,

And asks me, “Why?”

His questioning face,

Lights the sky.

 

The sky pours tears,

Raining stars,

An angry eye glares,

From distant Mars.

 

Whenever I hear the wind in the canyon,

Carrying past echoes of eagles cries,

I look into the midnight sky,

And watch as a star dies.

 

Author's Note

it makes no sense, but please, review at your lesiure.

Reviews

[AWickedMoon]

An amazing write, when I was reading it played out in my head. It’s a very unique poem. :)

[Calibaster]

thanks!

[LunarSong]

I sounds so good, not what I was expecting with that name. You have a very good flow and rhythm.

[Calibaster]

I wrote it for a contest that had conditions, such as, it had to have the title as a line somewhere in the poem, has to refer to past, present or future, have two examples of personification, include an animal, and refer to echoes, so, how do you think I did with those conditions?