eagle broken wing
fiction
edward w pritchard
Eagle broken wing
clutches to branch
at treeline on highest mountain
away from everything and everyone
fearful to let go
sharp talons gradually cuts connecting branch
cruel cold wind rock sacred tree
once dignified emblematic eagle refusing to hop about
shoves off to find a friendly wind to support broken wing
whistling down, down through the freezing solemn night air
down toward the empty abandoned homestead
in the happy hunting grounds
razor sharp eyes
searching for final resting place
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