Falcons and Crows

Falcons and Crows

by jeremy wyatt

Spirits come wearing feathers
guides watching for our changes
teaching our spirits to fly and soar
despairing of those who fade
Five peregrins flew over our head
two parents cutting the still water with speeding wings
three young trying to mimic
two fly  straight up the cliff face
the young left right splitting
knowing they have to learn
but still afraid
knew what that meant sure enough
saw a peregrine take a big crow in flight
off Tresillian cove
the crow desperately fought for its life  
they both crashed into the sea
the falcon flew up and away
the crow was drowning
upside down
I was praying
one supreme effort and it got airborne
flew to the shore
I cannot see my way to the shore

Jan 29

Reviews

[ice]

This poem seems to reflect my life, in metaphor..
No matter how much I work, there are always falcons around, feathered banks, sharp beaked hospitals, hawk eyed tax collectors etc. trying to knock me into the water..sometimes they do, but I always have been able to right myself..and get "airborne" and fly to the shore.
Excellent, dramatic poetry, with a bit of hidden meaning
added for spice.
enjoyed

[James D Storrington]

I like the feeling that comes through while reading this. You almost feel like you are witnessing it at the time it happened. Nice work, well written!!
Best regards ~ Ds

[Neva Flores Smith - Cha..]

Incredibly imagery here Jeremy :)

[Lily Mae]

Oh this was a little scary for me.. I thought you were entering a dark zone with the bird hitting the water...but he did get to shore.. and so will you ;) x