#10 Wheel of Fortune

Wheel of Fortune

Eagle soars the unclouded cerulean sky
spotting field mice, rabbit, and the neighborhood cat
sunning or scampering in the open field.

I must hunt for my babies, as you must hunt for yours she cries.
the cashew cheese you have adapted delights and fills your children’s bellies,
with no life taken.
what choice have I?exclaims eagle
as she snatches rabbit to the sky.

2 thoughts on “#10 Wheel of Fortune

  1. Wow, great poem! I really like the use of dialogue, and I like the concrete details and vivid word choice—“sunning or scampering in the open field” “snatches rabbit to the sky.” Great poem!

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