My heart stirred

When looking to the East I silent stood
Came an aged man in a dirty hood
That covered his blank eyes and his bald head
In one hand a cane and the other bread
Singing "an eagle swiftly swoops
Turning my head in loops
An eagle begins to soar
Being tired of the old bore"
My heavy heart stirred when I heard this:
Was he also missing an eagle's kiss?

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• Nice vivid poem. -京燕花园- ♀ (0 bytes) () 06/30/2014 postreply 09:49:21

• Thank you! -justlook- ♂ (0 bytes) () 06/30/2014 postreply 18:54:28

• An interesting poem:) -南山松- ♀ (0 bytes) () 06/30/2014 postreply 17:53:31

• I still don't know who he is:) -justlook- ♂ (0 bytes) () 06/30/2014 postreply 18:55:04