Death arrives.

by Harry

I soar majestically in the wind

my wings catching the currents

i am master of all i see

the king who rules the air

watching the the earth below

just waiting for you to move

then i will descend so quickly

you won’t be able to see me

my talons extended to pick you up

you are my meal

you are dead.

10 Comments to “Death arrives.”

  1. I “soar” majestically…

  2. Very good poem Harry. Made me shudder a little 🙂

  3. Wonderful piece, great photo too … but strange for some reason I haven’t had to consider until now – I always imagine the hunting bald headed eagle is female; now I didn’t say it was logical but …

  4. what a terrific poem, Harry!

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