The precise and mighty

by TolyVilapoo

Published April 5, 2011

In Poetry

I gazed out of my window,
As the breaking of the morning light,
Slowly streamed in. Oh! So bright.
But before I could shield my eyes with my pillow
I saw it swoop down, as if it travelled at the speed of light.
It reached out and grasped the little critter in razor sharp talon.
Talons that flowed with power, justifying its might.
It glided up and gracefully landed atop a wooden pylon.

A tribute to a world it once knew,
Where it was king of the sky,
Free to the open air, day or night, it flew
And now it pleads with its eyes asking us, “Why??”
Yet, even perched atop a pylon, it makes us seem feeble
Oh, how I admire the precise mighty Eagle

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HaydenMacaw
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HaydenMacaw wrote a review Review · May 1, 2011

The emotions evoked were great. I got the "mighty" vibe, but not "precise". It seemed like you kind of just threw that in at the end. Also I wasn't sure if saying light travelled at the speed of light was suppose to be humorous, but it seemed redundant linguisticly. Great poem, though. I love the way it opened, it is very relatable.

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Kwantack
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Kwantack wrote a review Review · May 1, 2011

Shiney already did a great job with the detailed work, so I don't have a lot to add. I do agree that that one line is broken up a little too much and should somehow be changed. You described everything extremely well, I thought. Great choice of words and an interesing way of looking at sunlight. I think you captured the emotion you were looking for in this poem, which is sometimes rather difficult to do. Great job. Keep up the good work!

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TolyVilapoo
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TolyVilapoo commented Comment · Apr 12, 2011

Hey thanks for the review!
About the starting, I'm going over it, and trying to fix it up, glad you pointed it out. lol ooops the grammar kinda slipped me there hehe. I've sorted it out, and I'm now trying to fix it up where I can. tell me what you think of this edited version... oh and about the spelling, thats how we spell in South Africa, sorry
ToLy

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shiney1
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shiney1 wrote a review Review · Apr 5, 2011

Very nice poem! I just love the imagery, and great diction. You really captured the eagle's essence.

There are only a few minor things:

I gazed out of my window
As the morning light
Streamed in.
Oh! So bright. That broken up sentence does not flow all that well, thus a not-so0good start to your poem. Maybe you could find a way to put it together?
But before I could shield my eyes with my pillow
I saw it swoop down, as if it traveled at the speed of light. spelling
It reached out and grasped the little critter in razor sharp talon;
Talons that flowed with power, justifying its might.
It glided up and gracefully landed atop a wooden pylon.

A tribute to a world it once knew,
Where it was king of the sky,
Free to the open air, day or night, it flew
And now it pleads with its eyes asking us, “Why?Why is it asking that?
Yet, even perched atop a pylon, it makes us seem feeble.
Oh, how I admire the precise mighty Eagle


That's it! Great work!

God Bless,
Ƹ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄Ʒ shiney1 Ƹ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄Ʒ



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