Wedge-tail Eagle

Written in the style of one of my favourite poems, Blake's 'Tyger'

Eagle! Eagle! flying high

Noble ruler of the sky

Sovereign of the very air

Who would question? None would dare

 

Where in the time of yesteryear

Did such a hunter first appear?

Bronzed copper wings of strength and power

Causing all to fall and cower

 

Fierce is her wrath and gracious honour

Champion of the Great Earth Mother

Instinct born with primal heart

Brutal force of Nature's art

 

Talons scratching, ripping, tearing

Beak destroying, claws now bearing

Prey back to the young at home

Tearing fresh, raw flesh from bone

 

Russet Goddes of the skies

The Eagehawk decrees with cries

That all below be hers to rule

That all she sees is her fair jewel

 

Eagle! Eagle! flying high

Noble ruler of the sky

Sovereign of the very air

Who would question? None would dare

Reviews

[Jack Isaac]

[random review] Nice dedication to this majestic raptor... it's hard sometimes to think of downy chicks of prey as growing up to be 'noble rulers of the sky' some day. Thanks for this sentiment. Well done.

[Sean Allen]

Nice words here, I can hear her cries in the distance and see the colors as I read this wonderful poem.

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This is good! I liked the image you painted with your words. I think your words are beautiful! I can see all the elements of a great poem here! Nice job!