Best Eagles Poems

mating spiral dance
the free falling bald eagles
clear blue lake lies still

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Irony cries out in Boulet’s rendering.
Elderly Native American’s stern expression
seems captured beneath eagle’s wings.

Symbol of power and freedom,
mighty bald eagle was chosen by European ancestors - 
United State’s national symbol.

Yet independence for all was denied.
Tribes seeking only to preserve 
their culture, their way of life,
were...

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High
Where
Eagles
Dare to fly
The wind is howling
Heaving against the jagged rocks.
A climber relentlessly hangs on to endurance
Skilfully persevering till eventually the top is reached, the aim achieved.

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Eagle flying high, just a dot in the sky
I fly in to join you and circle with you
together we take delight in plummeting down
then climbing back up to float on thermals

The landscape below shows trees the size of matches
individual flowers too small to see just...

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I am the predator you watch up in the sky
Blessed by the Lord with the keenest of eyes
I nest in the canyons high up on the walls
Keeping my babies safe from it all
When my babies grow hungry and it's time to feed
I rely on my...

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Where Eagles Soar

Flying far above the masses
In azured tinctured skies, 
They fly independently.
For that, is where true class 
lies!
They want no part of any
motley crew birds.

Just self-determined to fly as 
they choose to do.
Never bowing their glorious 
heads,
To seek recognition from any 
tempters of glory!

With their widespread wings
they soar clearly with...

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To fellow young Eagles,
At poetry soup,

Such a confound,
The pull down,
Once an Eagle gets off the ground,
Flying I guess prohibited,
Once exhibited,

Good advice to fly,
Remove sty from eye,
For will pull us all down,
Before out love is wound,

To fly safe and sound,
May we all wind, love on level...

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On sunlit wings 
I travelled 
High above the earth, 
in the realm of spiritual beings 

Mighty mountains 
and cool streams 
Azure oceans 
I live my dreams 
I live my emotions 

I am but a feather, 
beginning to fly 
My body 
My heart, 
carried high 

Clouds...

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The Eagle, king of all birds, 
Found on the highest of mountains and the tallest of trees, 
Seen, within a tiny fraction of eternity, 
Strong and mighty, swaying in the deepest of clouds. 
The Eagle in our souls, ours to manifest....

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January 24 Faith in God Bible Meditations Based on Exodus 19-21

Key Verse – Exodus 19:3-4  And Moses went up unto God, and the LORD called unto him out of the mountain, saying, Thus shalt thou say to the house of Jacob, and tell the...

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I watched the Eagles win a Super Bowl
So I screamed break out the band
But then I found I was in Disney World
In a place called Fantasy Land
I got tickets for the next game
They were playing Arizona  at home
I thought they should beat Arizona
But they...

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Blazing Eagles soaring across a moonless midnight sky
Black glowing talons of ember ripping dark Souls apart
Squawking, quenching thirst from the river of tears I cry
Flaming beaks devour Eternal Love from a Broken Heart

Blazing Eagles nest in the fire pit of a living Hell
With a morsel...

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FALCONS, EAGLES, AND CROWS

Your aweful (sic) countenance of frowning 
eyes and sharp beak predates history.
The pharaohs knew you, but you ruled the air 
for millenia before they built their pyramids
and monuments. Even then, they knew your
majesty. Knowing themselves unequal, man
begged of you a favor, sweetly...

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braving the heights
he replaced the eagles nest---
bound in courage...

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Flying down the freeway I almost miss the place;my goal.
Where I can find the reflection of my eternal soul
Something exotic and mysterious I almost fly by….
It is Hotel California, drawn by an Eagle’s eye.

I park my Harley, and see pretty boys strutting around.
It is a...

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