Snow Eagle

Repost of a recent Twitter poem, inspired by the beautiful silence of the snow chaos across England this week!

Dreamdrops of intense hues,
Captivate the motionless sculptures,
Of children in the snow.
Cold, unchanging light,
Still over the skyline.
I reach down to catch them,
One brilliant drop at a time.

Breaking the silence,
An eagle soars overhead,
A majestic beast of the clouds.
Snow glancing off his wings,
As if slicing the icing sugared skies,
Ghostly screeches with each swoop,
Striking chords in my soul.

Fluttering dreams of hopeful wishes,
Standing guard over the barren fields,
Unfaltering loyalties.
He stands proudly,
Over his frozen kingdom,
The trees are silently respectful,
That their king is home.