The Proud Eagle
Newton, Massachusetts
2016, Junior, Poetry & Spoken Word
High above the lands,
The proud eagle, master of
Skies, rules bird and beast.
High above the seas,
The fierce eagle surveys his
Subjects: fish and fowl.
High above the clouds,
The mighty eagle tires, wheels,
And dives towards home.
He swoops… stops… nothing’s
Right. The once white sands, clear seas
Are shimmering… pitch.
Blackened fish, gasping,
Lie on ruined sands, or they
Wallow in thick pools.
Other birds, both proud
And base, flop in the gummy
Waves, float… still… quiet.
There is no home left.
Friends, offspring, prey are all dead.
The eagle flies on.
High above, he sees
The darkness stretch out. His home
O’ertaken by night.
He flies through a world
Now alien. He flies on.
Wings, heart… heavy… tired.
Reflection
Reflection
I wrote this poem to inform people about the impact oil spills have on birds and fish. I wrote it in haiku form, to help deliver its serious emotional impact. The eagle is oneof many other animals that have gone through that problem, or the one of the many birds below struggling in the oil. I also chose never to mention the word oil to make it more suspenseful and have more word variety. I also used some weird contractions like“o’ertaken”, and “nothing’s” to keep the rhythm and the syllable count in check. I chose to write about an eagle because it is a majestic bird, and this shows how powerful oil spills can be. They can hurt the strongest. I also wrote about the eagle because the eagle is America’s national bird. It is a source of pride for many Americans, which makes it more relatable and effective to the audience I have chosen to write this poem for. I wrote it in a narrative form so it could be imagined from the reader in a bigger way, the reader will be able to make his own world inside of the poem, and not only have the eagle’s point of view. In the poem, there are many contrasts with the sea and the seaside before the oil spill and after the oil spill. The changes are drastic on purpose to show what a change can happen in the matter of hours when oil is spilled. At the end, I purposely ended the poem right when the eagle gets tired. This makes the poem end on a high note.