Posted in Animals, Holiday, Nature, Poetry, Rhyming, tagged eagle, landscape, symbol, wings on Saturday,July 4, 2009| Leave a Comment »
NATIONAL SYMBOL
His beautiful wings silhouette the sky
As he soars and glides on a thermal high.
With keen eyes peering from head white as snow,
This National Symbol of our great land
Surveys the beautiful landscape below
On sleek feathered wings that lift on command.
As he soars and glides on a thermal high
His beautiful wings silhouette the sky.
10/17/91 Phyllis DeWitt VanVleck
Posted in Animals, My Thoughts, Nature, Poetry, tagged eagle, landscape, rhyming, sky, soar, swing, thermal, treetop, wing on Sunday,August 31, 2008| Leave a Comment »
THE TOUCH OF A WING
Great golden and bald eagles
Soar and dip and glide
I envy them such freedom
To travel far and wide
I think it must exhilarate
When on a downward swing
To caress the mighty treetops
With the touch of a wing
Then go soaring to the glory
Of cerulean sky
To catch the thermal up-drafts
As scenes go passing by
How great to view the landscape
Away from all the crowds
Where all that’s seen is beauty
Down beneath the clouds
Oh, I’d love to soar like they do
And glide with wings spread wide
Surveying beauty spread below
In our great countryside
2/19/95 Phyllis DeWitt-VanVleck
4’th … Indiana NPD 1995
