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She peers down through the frosty firs;
the milk, the man, the house, all hers.
Eyes slitlike from a yawn, she purrs.

A flurry, then a whoosh of wings,
up snaps her head, her branchlet swings.
With sleek and silent poise, she springs.


.... *despairs* I AM AN IDIOT. _ _;; that isn't majestic at ALL.

whyyyyyyy is poetry so hard. T___T

0031 edit: ... whoa. When you stop working on it for a while, just like a very little while, and then look at it again, it suddenly looks a lot better than it did before.

whee maybe it's not so bad after all.

... BED.

Date: 2006-09-17 01:18 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] cougarfang.livejournal.com
*amused* "The Eagle" was always one of my favorite poems.

I think the second line of the first verse is perfect. And really, the whole thing is 可圈可點. ^^

Date: 2006-09-18 03:03 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] fwufferz.livejournal.com
oooh I like your poem! It sounds so professional *o*

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