carlysue wrote:
"He clasps the crag with crooked hands;
Close to the sun in lonely lands,
Ring'd with the azure world he stands.
The wrinkled sea beneath him crawls,
He watches from his mountain walls,
And like a thunderbolt he falls."
------Alfred, Lord Tennyson
I love images that reflect poetry, songs, story. Your eagles made me think of this one
Wow. Excellent poem that closely resembles a Bald Eagle or other similar creature. I thank you very much, Carly Sue, for your always words of wisdom and poetry. You should write more poetry that could be published or maybe has been published.