an open marsh
the solitary dead pine
this is where the eagle prays
Where observation and imagination meet nature in poetry.
Where observation and imagination meet nature in poetry.
an open marsh
the solitary dead pine
this is where the eagle prays
Lovely.
How wonderful!
Love this thought. 🙂
Perhaps the eagle prays to before or after it preys upon. Love it. Beautiful.
Very nice.
Oh, I like this one too. Very nice. Blessings, Natalie 🙂
I can feel the cold and hear the silence in this photo. Do you really have eagles?
we really do. they are so magnificent!!
Very cool you are able to observe them in the wild – there are places near me where they have been reintroduced, but I have yet to travel there to observe them. Field trip!
Love the play on words.
Beautiful.
Well composed. Strong foreground, blending back to the sky.
Love the image and your poem!
Really nice!
ONDERFUL IMAGES…SINCERELY ANDREA:))