Tremble

Tremble
by Michael R. Burch
 
Her predatory eye,
the single feral iris,
scans.
 
Her raptor beak,
all jagged sharp-edged thrust,
juts.
 
Her hard talon,
clenched in pinched expectation,
waits.
 
Her clipped wings,
preened against reality,
tremble.
 
Originally published by The Lyric
Copyright © | Year Posted 2019

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November 16, 2019 at 5:20 AM
aaah the eagle or the vulture... nicely described..
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November 16, 2019 at 7:38 PM
Thanks, I'm glad you liked my poem. I wrote it after seeing a documentary about an eagle whose wings had been clipped after a shooting, if I remember correctly.
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