Talons Poems

In Talons Sharp

 Beneath the river, creatures swim
 Hope's a sliver, their fate is grim 
 Their fate is grim, hope's a sliver
 Creatures swim beneath the river

 An eagle's prey in talons so sharp
 Predators play upon the scarp
 Upon the scarp, predators play
 In talons so sharp an eagle's prey 

 Soaring high above the vast plains
 In the sky, where the eagle reigns
 Where the eagle reigns in the sky
 Above the vast plains soaring high

 Their sharp eyes scan for their next meal
They set their plan with zest and zeal
 With zest and zeal, they set their plan
 For their next meal, their sharp eyes scan

The Grasping Talons of Desire

I want to cling 
To you
The way vultures do 

Circling in 
On every movement 
Until the last exhale in winter’s air 

Replacing bed sheets 
With blankets of 
Frosted covered grass 

Opening up to me 
Slowly 
Like a flower at the end of March 

Almost as if 
The exposure
Tickled your rib cage 

Tell me 
About the things 
Your eyes have held on to 

As the canvas 
Of light blue 
Admixes to obsidian 

Over the
Taut inexpressive 
Coat your skeleton wears

I want to cling 
To you 
The way black widows do 

Circling in
On every movement 
Until the last tug against a web 

Replacing bed sheets 
With blankets 
That feel like silk 

Becoming closed off to me 
Slowly 
Like daisies when the sun goes down 

I want to be 
Indented 
In your mind 

Like a child 
After 
Their first bee sting 

Cautious of my presence 
But still wish 
You could touch my face

Retention of a Nightmare

With death gripping talons he controls foot and hand, 
Unable to cry out due to fear as he had planned,
Fear of vanishing under this bed,
So young to feel such dread,
This haunting nightmare shall always remain,
To meander as a retention in my brain.

Sea Eagle Talons

Here comes the talon bird, sea eagle to you.
His grizzly bear claws will do much damage too.
A grip strong enough to break a human’s arm.
I was stunned to find this talon bird no my farm.

Stay away from the window, hide in the closet if you can.
With those talons he could probably carry away a small man.
If he knocks on the door, pretend that no one is home.
Today’s entertainment for me has been writing this poem.

Platinum Talons

Fair-minded whale playground, compass dismisses
    Ceylon sapphire zero horizon echo orchestral chamber 
    Forge rolling bow voyages of uncharted distance 


    Cut water instant recovery, oily onyx giants' undulations 
    Gleefully refuse gravity's hard ground insistence
    Halloween door creak elaborate speak, torso of paisley


    Gyrations ridicule keel knife edge flow resistance 
    Harried sails flap before collapse with human impatience
    Dugongs admonish monolithic ships gritty missions


    Adventure crave creatures flank vessels for playful races
    Delight in the chase, never capture small victims
    Allure fluid, serene serenades resonate clarinet cadence



                   

                      October 31st

Talons

Talons.
A Pidgeon panicked!
It flew flapping in its thunder;
In a motion rolling beneath 
swaying leaves.
Floating in its light
eyes wide,sunlit,shattered
In its thunder.
Morning appears through
a misted velvet night !
A solitary coo, no thunder
or wings.

Talons Extended

Unlike the first Revolution…
this time we have to take America 
back from within
Like drug and alcohol addiction
we need detox 
and rehabilitation
The traitors and despoilers left
to wither and die
Too many have sacrificed
for the freedoms we take for granted
to abdicate our responsibility
to the lunatic fringe

(Villanova Pennsylvania: June, 2022)

Owl Talons Striking Impact

perch,     hears unseen noise
rotates its head full circle
silent flight snatch prey

10/15/2021

Owl Haiku Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Robert James Liguori

Man and the Bird

Haibun: Man and the Bird

Something is opaque in the sky; he cannot read it. There has been some throbbing in the heart for quite some time but he is mentally uncertain about the emotion behind it. He is thoughtful between any action or inaction.

eagle’s direction is fixed
wings closed, it dives into the lake-
a fish dazzles in its talons  

 © Aju Mukhopadhyay, 2020

Talons

talons of a hawk
resisting second nature
claws start and finish

Written By: Laura Loo
Date Written: February 21, 2016

Talons Unlocked

Original perception
That wave of thought
Just breaking into breath

Eyes awake 
The formative tissue merges
Seeking destiny with each pounding rivet

The sensory system develops 
Highly charged with Nabisco appetites 
As valves open and close filtering 
Shimmering cultural ennui 
World weariness revolts

Motors charged innervated
With bold forward missions 
Spiritual prowess 
Masked in the empire of symbolic 
Dominance

To give up the cultural mandate
Reheat the branding mechanism 
Of limited identities clinking in chain mail
And release the contracted talons as they are
Ready to unfold, break loose

Talons Unlocked

Original perception
That wave of thought
Just breaking into breath

Eyes awake 
The formative tissue merges
Seeking destiny with each pounding rivet

The sensory system develops 
Highly charged with Nabisco appetites 
As valves open and close filtering 
Shimmering cultural ennui 
World weariness revolts

Motors charged innervated
With bold forward missions 
Spiritual prowess 
Masked in the empire of symbolic 
Dominance

To give up the cultural mandate
Reheat the branding mechanism 
Of limited identities clinking in chain mail
And release the contracted talons as they are
Ready to unfold, break loose

Talons Unlocked

Original perception
That wave of thought
Just breaking into breath

Eyes awake 
The formative tissue merges
Seeking destiny with each pounding rivet

The sensory system develops 
Highly charged with Nabisco appetites 
As valves open and close filtering 
Shimmering cultural ennui 
World weariness revolts

Motors charged innervated
With bold forward missions 
Spiritual prowess 
Masked in the empire of symbolic 
Dominance

To give up the cultural mandate
Reheat the branding mechanism 
Of limited identities clinking in chain mail
And release the contracted talons as they are
Ready to unfold, break loose

Talons Unlocked

Original perception
That wave of thought
Just breaking into breath

Eyes awake 
The formative tissue merges
Seeking destiny with each pounding rivet

The sensory system develops 
Highly charged with Nabisco appetites 
As valves open and close filtering 
Shimmering cultural ennui 
World weariness revolts

Motors charged innervated
With bold forward missions 
Spiritual prowess 
Masked in the empire of symbolic 
Dominance

To give up the cultural mandate
Reheat the branding mechanism 
Of limited identities clinking in chain mail
And release the contracted talons as they are
Ready to unfold, break loose

Talons

yes

i remember how we used to fly
i recall the crisp dreams that gave paper cuts
that were sweet on the skin

the times when we sat for hours at the fire
allowing the mixture of our thoughts to waft through the smoke

the dragon was the morning clouds
with talons that dragged the cirrus into rows
brilliant deep orange

the trials and tribulations
were that of the moment only
as the future was too remote
and the past too irresolute

we could sing like an aria without the slightest of provocation
stepping into realms we knew nothing about
with the zeal of a zealot absorbed by a newly created religion
 
a fresh fetal beginning with the body of a near adult
the chrysallis shifting bones into new formations

we laughed and laughed 
because in all of those transfixing moments
we knew we were right

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