(d) 8 (Nature) Eagle Eyes

Dark smouldering eyes
Shiver ran up my spine
Seething anger inside
His eyes looked straight into mine
Minutes stretching wide
So majestic and acquiline
Frozen to the core, my body numb
His body taut, ready to spring
If the glass had not been there, I would've succumbed
Giving me a last look, he soared up spreading his wings

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Nice 😎 cool poem with nature
you were peering through an aviary window? ? i like it. :) to MyPoemList
Awesome is a word to often bandied about carelessly - but in this instance a perfect description of this piece and it's magnificent subject. What a rare privilege you had to experience such a moment - and what a privilege for us that you have chosen to share it. Thanks. love Allie xxxx
TO, how lucky you must've been to have that visitation. In red indian folklore the eagle is a most treasured bird. You captured the fear and the admiration very well here. HG: -) xx
this is like a 'minute' captured and put in words, your fear, and his majesty very wll portrayed, liked it! Preets
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