Eagle and Sun

Awkward Eagle. Gentle Sun.

Eagle and Sun

Remember, I solace myself,
Once transformation catches fire
And I become an eagle
Slicing the mountain mist
With my pride
Language ceases
Human forms rendered
Laughable, really
Ants scuttling in tiny streams
Mazes that go nowhere
But let them believe that they
Comprehend their own wandering

So, tell me and be honest,
Who must I fear?

Sooner than later
With a heavy heart
I descend
Seated on a pink mat
Lotus position,
The pain in my side beckoning
My bladder infection
Seemed to be improving
Or so I thought
Thank god for delusional home remedies
Of Lemon and herbal water
Moreover, it's my turn today
To hang the laundry
And prepare supper

Embarrassing, isn't it?
A majestic eagle no more
Reduced to this
Yes, I understand,
that the clouds and wind
Still bow at my command
grudgingly parting away
With mere thought
To reveal a crown of golden light
Honorable and beloved by all

But I confess to the sun
That her brilliance stirs my jealousies
Just a tiny bit. Not more.
She begs to differ, nonetheless
Swears to me that I am indeed
A star as bright as she
But I haven't asked for her opinion
And despite my deep respect for her
We often argue about this.

Author's Note

Mighty eagle is a little embarrassed.
I appreciate your reading and reviews.

Art work: Bald Eagle
Artist: Abdollah Heidari

Reviews

[Dave Brown]

Such a majestic thing you are even if laundry awaits
Just bought Mike Yip's new bird book and he assigns you to top place in the bird world.
We have ravens dominate our specific area and I've seen them chasing you away (my condolences)

[Robert Trakofler]

I love it! you probably are a very majestic launderess too:) clever clever clever!

[YouoweYoupay]

Stop it I'm blushing. Thank you for your time and uplifting review! I'm glad you liked Eagle and Sun.

[Weeping willow]

Ah Yes the mundane life as the eagle soars within us with dreams of flight as we are chained to the ground of worries and woes of everyday life in mundaneness of laundry. ;-]. But dreams are where are our hearts take flight.

[YouoweYoupay]

We need dreams! Dreams are like water and air to the writer. We cannot live without love dreams and a hint of insanity. Thank you for your time and review.

[barleygirl]

This is one of the best poems I've read at the cafe in 2020. This is mind-blowing THINKING, first off, becuz pretty words won't fancy up a dull mind (& there are a few of those here, but nobody has the heart to tell them . . . who knows? maybe I'm one!) Anyhoo . . . for the first 1/3 (before bladder issues) I was relating to this IN THE EXTREME. Ten years ago I moved out to the wilderness & I underwent a most unexpected transformation wherein I've become more & more of a loner, while the masses drone on about all their grievances. I'm done with living in this world. I've found the most amazing one here & I'm lucky becuz I'm old & people have forgotten about me & they leave me alone now. This entire poem is amazing, even tho the bladder issues jolted me out of my own personal reverie. I love a poem that has rude awakenings & sharp turns. This is top-notch storytelling, as well as being philosophical & poetic (((HUGS))) Fondly, Margie

[Kari Rakitan]

Did you know that if a man gives you a uti, he's the one you'll marry?

That's just my personal experience, but I have fun typing that line to people in online games. The whole bladder infection experience feels like the body betraying the soul. I feel like this poem is about the body and soul at war.

[YouoweYoupay]

Correct! We are at war with dreams the desires and visions we have that soar beyond the horizon and this limited fragile body. Thank you for your review.

[Coyote Poetry]

A wonderful tale shared my friend.
"But I confess to the sun
That her brilliance stirs my jealousies
Just a tiny bit. Not more."
I liked the above lines. The sun and the moon. Great mystery still to some. Thank you for sharing the outstanding poetry.
Coyote

[YouoweYoupay]

Coyote, my old friend. I am always to happy to see you on my page! I knew you would like this poem. You love nature. Specifically wolves and eagles and horses.. thank you for the gentle uplifting review.

[Coyote Poetry]

Hello my friend and you are welcome.

[John the Baptist]

Light hearted look at one of life's great ironies. We are eagles in our minds, but in the end we have to do the laundry.

[YouoweYoupay]

Thank you. Yes it had to be light hearted because suffering and hardship teaches us how to crack jokes and laugh about it. :)