Eagle Poem by John F. McCullagh

Eagle



Soaring on the updrafts
From the canyon far below
My silhouette is made a shadow
by the evening sun’s red glow.

Between heaven and earth suspended
I hover in the sky
My eyes searching intently
as my dinner scurries by.

I pitch myself into a dive
My talons slash and kill
Hunting from the evening sky
Has never lost its thrill

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