Down the
green road I drive,
water on
both sides,
seagulls
wheeling overhead,
and then I
see her glide,
black wings
spread wide,
white head,
white tail, yellow beak and feet,
talons stretched
she lands
on prey in
the green field,
a picture of wildness as I drive,
on this
green road,
this coastal
road,
in the Maine
countryside.
~Kathie Adams Brown (April 30, 2014)
Today is the last day of National Poetry Month, and I just could not let it end without writing at least one new poem. This is inspired by my drive home from the town today when I saw a Bald Eagle land a nearby field. Click on the link below to see what other poets have done.
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