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A Single Shell

An egg’s hatched. The eagle swoops in search, For quarry to carry in its pick. The shell cracks; emerges outwards slowly the chicks. They shuffle tenderly with cautious steps and flicks. The eagle smiles post a quick survey. Finds one shell for both prey; Flies away. Poetry Form - Trois Par Huit

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Date: 6/1/2010 2:30:00 AM
Hi Nitesh :) enjoyed reading this poem of yours--it definitely sheds a different light on the eagle--love how you said that it smiles ;) enjoy your day! :)
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Date: 5/29/2010 11:27:00 AM
Nice poetry, enjoyed the form. I really have not ran across this form. Enjoyed,..p..d
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Date: 5/28/2010 8:42:00 PM
A very interesting entry. Good luck
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Date: 5/28/2010 9:26:00 AM
I enjoyed the story of the swooping eagle, Nitesh, and you made great use of the form as well. Best wishes in the contest! Love, Carolyn
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