Predator

Feeling pain forms a wish to be the pain giver

Wings and eyes, weightless

I could defy the earth

conquer the sky.

Pitying the earth bound

hunting Earth's children

killing one and eating.

Flying I would be weightless

I would not know fear,

and would have no room

for a heart.

Reviews

[Neva Flores Smith - Cha..]

The last line is a tremendous ending

[Baby Ricochet]

I thought of a hawk. Great poem Mark

[Archangel Gabriel]

Mark this has a unique sadness to it. It describes the bird of prey in beautiful terms then slaughters it in that last line, describing survival without remorse.

[paddy d daly]

the heart, how central it is, biologically, and sentimentally, I like how you portray the thinking heart here cold and devoid of emotion

[Mark]

What can I say? I daydream. A lot. :p

[Robbie~xoxo~]

OUCH!!
This is fierce... magnified by pain and anger... I hear the roar, and felt your bite!

Piercing write!!~xoxo~

[Mark]

To have pierced you makes my day (and possibly night) :)

[A. Amos]

Mark you have given many visions to this poem, written from depth of your concerns and read by heart. Congrats on such a creation, simply loved it.

[Coyote Poetry]

A interesting poem. Easier to play the predator than the prey. Strong and direct words made your desired point in the poem. Thank you for sharing the excellent poetry.
Coyote

[Ruth]

This is transcendental...a shift...brilliant! x

[Pryde Foltz]

Flying I would be weightless
I would not know fear,
and would have no room

for a heart.

Bird of prey, indeed.

[Mark]

It's a good dream. :)

[DIVYA]

We can be that eagle...fearsome, formidable and deadly, if we can just learn to conquer ourself. A great thought!

[Mark]

Yes, that is very true. Thank you for reading an commenting :)

[DIVYA]

You are welcome! :)