Wednesday, October 14, 2015

On Eagle's Wings


aerial photo of the Taylor River, 
Sproat Lake in the distance

Hobbling Woman is gazing at the sky:
up there, the earth is a true-blue dream,
of rivers and lakes and forests,
graced by clouds.

Out where the river bends,
a hooty-owl calls sleepily
from a time-bent bough.
Hobbling Woman hears it
from fifty miles away.

"I send you my heart, on eagle's wings.
Send it back to me, please,
filled with a true-blue dream
of earth and sky."


11 comments:

  1. A delightful piece indeed. Thanks for sharing!

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  2. We may hobble but our dreams sour....a lovely and inspiring poem Sherry! :-)

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  3. sending the heart on eagle's wings is a cool image - i bet that is a journey the heart would enjoy a lot

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  4. What a lovely true-blue dream of earth and sky ~

    Grace

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  5. A super pretty poem, sherry. There was a terribly depressing article in the NY Times about oceans today--I'm going to get the link as you may find it interesting--if sad. http://www.nytimes.com/2015/10/16/opinion/our-deadened-carbon-soaked-seas.html?action=click&pgtype=Homepage&module=opinion-c-col-right-region&region=opinion-c-col-right-region&WT.nav=opinion-c-col-right-region

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  6. Sherry, I hope that true blue dream DOES return to you....and soon!

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  7. I love how hobbling woman communicates with nature. It's message will return.

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