The Eagle Came Round Poem by elysabeth faslund
The Eagle Came Round
The Eagle came round, with
Slicing sound, swooping,
Talons uncurled...
Buried them into the Tower's
Dragon...then thru the
Midnight swirl...
Storms, seas, and spray
Higher than Tintagel's walls
Talons hurling...
A raging Dragon thru the
Candlelit window, where that
Night, laughter
Heard...
When a newborn fondled
The Beast to silence...
Arturia, the Dragon,
The word
Of Becoming....
What a powerhouse! Fabulous sense of dynamic movement and primal energy, No one starting to read line one would imagine that this volatile mythic poem could achieve such a soft landing at its conclusion.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Delivering Poems Around The World
Poems are the property of their respective owners. All information has been reproduced here for educational and informational purposes to benefit site visitors, and is provided at no charge...
4/19/2024 3:35:28 AM # 1.0.0.1119
A poem of Tolkien expansiveness and humanity. Paco means eagle. love, Allie ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥