The Eagle

The Eagle

A Poem by RexSolis

Imagine you're an Eagle.

Flying so high see, your mind is blown by the world beneath your feet

Rolling hills, the rush of the creek, the sound of squirrels running up tree's

nothing can stop you, as the wind rush's beneath your wings.

Then you get shot, and down you go- into the hunter's bag- another eagle. 

© 2011 RexSolis


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Great imagery ! Even though it's a bit short you helped the reader visualize and imagine as if they were an eagle flying through the "rolling hills".

Posted 13 Years Ago



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Added on August 21, 2011
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