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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