Loss Eagle Poems

The Fashion Zebra

I am a flake. 
That is the term for people that do not follow through. 
It may not be fair. I have spent...

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The New Preacher, 
“Hear My Words”

Are you listening. 
I am saying things very clearly. 
You need to keep trying. 
Are you talking to me?
Am I...

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The Garden at Grandma’s

The house is quiet, the chores are all done. 
We have gathered in the place out back. 
There is pit for a...

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Mirror Mirror

Do not lie. I know that you want to. 
I know that you may need to.  
I am broken, and soon…
You will be...

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Dark Times

Times we celebrate, to be who we are not. 
Bleak times, diseased remembrances. 
Why?
You know.
You know because deep inside…

You have hid under a blanket...

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A Wedding Day

Cleaning the church is a privilege. 
I go every Saturday, humbly to serve. 
It is not a boast, it is small gratitude paid,...

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Today is Enough

The morning came early. 
In fact I was up all night. 
I watched the coming and going…
of the stars.

God’s work ever at hand,...

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Rule Breaker

Risk taker, warrior maker…
Stand tall. 
He is with you. 
Do not fear, what they may say…
as they would say it any way, 
if you...

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O Icarus, young Icarus flying so high,
As an eagle, in the sunny blue sky, rising.
Waxing strongly in his vigorous youth, so bold;
Fearless, he failed to...

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My past has been a twisted, tangled path of sadness,
      and I have tried, I really have to leave all...

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My Eagle flew with the snap of a stopper.
You couldn't see her feathers as they fleeced clouds swollen fat with tears.
Steering 20 degrees leeway the...

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O'er tempest,soars the 
eagle with wings 
stretching towards the 
smiling sun.
        Gliding-nature's 
handiwork.
    Up the...

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Do you remember that day in September, when America’s Eagle wept?
Lives were taken, families shaken, that morning, after we slept
Money the reason, Greed the cause,...

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Brave Indian warrior
Sitting alone in the woods
In the soft glowing light
Of a low hanging moon
Shining on the mighty river

Brave Indian warrior
Playing the flute
The forest comes...

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I, a Scottish Golden Eagle so regal on the breeze
To soar on thermals high over Scottish Glens with ease

To look down on the lands of...

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