Eagle landing on a pole,
Locus bright
Talons caught upon the web
turning day to night
Eagle’s wing pinioned on a lyre
Vega was the ancient gyre
Remembered now, a star alone
Alas, the eagle turned to stone
Ivy tangles talons now
Polaris and a lesser plough
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Wonderful poem! ❤
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Thank you, Susan. I’m very keen on the bird that turns the Pole. 🙂
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Wonderfully done!
Not sure I’ll participate this week… See if my muse shows up 😉
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Thanks Dale. And I know you participate in other challenges. Yet… I do like your takes. So here’s hoping your muse puts in a word… 🙂
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She just might… 🙂
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Yea, go for it. Just a one line caption. Doesn’t have to be mega
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Alright, alright, alright! I see you want me! 😉
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Yea, yea, yea, yea, yea 🙂
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It’s so nice to feel wanted.
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You are wanted.
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So chuffed.
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🙂 🙂 🙂
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Yea, yea, yea, yea. If the muse speaks, that is
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It has spoken. It is about to be published.
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Whoopee!
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Laughing!
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Me too 🙂
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Yay!
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🙂
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Delicious rhyme scheme. Quite appropriate references made to this star of the feather-world….
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Thank you.
Apparently, 13000 bce, Vega in Lyra was the polestar, and was subsequently portrayed as an eagle.
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Well done!
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Thank you. 🙂
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Beautifully done Crispina.
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I thank you, Andrea
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I’m impressed by the rhyme of “lyre” with “gyre.”
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I like the *gyre* word. I slip it in wherever I can 🙂
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