on seeing the last of the nesting bald eagles.

for Monroe who leant to me his binoculars.

were I to die like the eaglet, face down and coughing up bits of mice and clay,

the greatly constricted basil part of my abdomen open to the wasps

run over by something horse-drawn, I shall abide by the pennant of the

wildest risk to become

a mighty winged thing. Diving from the highest of peaks,

dragging ribbon and ruin to my doom.

Reviews

[Beccy]

If mankind survives for long enough, we may yet see the end of every species God created, (aside from cockroaches, who I am informed can survive even a nuclear holocaust.) More and more, we gather close in anonymous concrete citadels, too far away from the world that as children we at first fully embrace.

The pity is, that with each passing year we do ourselves more and more disservice, the loss of innocence and understanding of what matters the most, balanced precisely against our dismissal of the natural world and our blinkered desire for the 'jewellery' we adorn ourselves with along the way.

In an increasingly Orwellian world, those binoculars are becoming harder and harder to focus.

Such a shame. Beccy.

[h d e rushin]

thanks for those insights beccy........dana

[Zeitgeist Manifesto]

Wow...what a striking landscape. The portrait of life you have painted here
made me reflect on what it is all about.

[h d e rushin]

thank you Zietgeist Manifesto for the kind insight my friend....dana

[PANDORA]

I like the free flowing way you wrote this piece as if in mid thought. As for life and death of the matter, I have not yet faced my own mortality (out of fear of course) let alone the mortality of other living things. I really look forward to reading more of your work.

[h d e rushin]

thank you Pandora, (PANDORA) for those kind words......dana

[closed]

cool imagery
this is rather dark in that it personifies the downtrodden state

but what a way to set such an emotion to words

[h d e rushin]

thank you my friend for those strong remarks....dana

[emmajoy]

There is victory in everything when you know how to place words. What a wonderful thought: grabbing at life in all directions to gain an ingenuous if not tragic doom. Perhaps?

[h d e rushin]

thank you emmajoy for those kind words dear one.....dana

[emmajoy]

Methinks there's an underlying emotion there - or could be.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

"of mice and men"

"where eagles dare"

taking those risks in life might leave us face down and coughing up all the failures of our existence...but flying is the best way to go....walking might be safe...but that life is too constricted.

[h d e rushin]

thank you Jacob for those kind words my friend.....dana

[W.k.kortas]

Part Edgar Lee Masters' "Alexander Throckmorton", part Icarus, and mostly you. The eagle's innards full of "mice and clay", yet he is "a mighty winged thing" as well, soaring to one's ruin, one's doom. Roar in the pines, my friend, roar in the pines.

[h d e rushin]

city life can ruin your perception of what nature represents so when it's introduced, you
become a child again. Eager and open. Thanks for stopping by my friend....dana