> "Stand"
>
> Earth wind calls eagles
> through the heavens
> they come soaring star-eyed
> the dusk-blue sky
> the mystic winds
> white sun lacing through feathers
> and the moon clouds cold high and damp
> kissing raptors' tongues
> while the breeze whips
> through famished claws
>
> The earth sky is beautiful
> but I don't buy the hype
> / / / / / because eagles are only seagulls
> / / / / / who mock seeing me
> always keeping to themselves
> cowardly circling
> so far from above
>
> They call -- they cajole
> but I stand my ground
> remaining land-bound
> and the sky is taken aback
>
> Breathing scents of bog and dew
> feeling moist earth beneath my feet
> solidly planted
> the power blossoms upon my lips
> enough to stand my ground
> and remain
> So I raise my arms
> I shake my fist
> I speak the words
> / / / / / I dare the sky
>
> But the sun -- the seagulls
> the echoes of stars the moon the planets
> all dance away laughing
>
>
> Wolf "uncultured" spirit

Excellent poem.

The first stanza seemed like this was going to be a 'I wish I could fly' poem, which has been done to death.

The second stanza throws that out though, as the speaker embraces being earth bound. The speaker rejects the sky. A nice rebelious streak I admire. But then the speaker actually challenges the sky.

The last three lines show the futility of that action. The speaker can embrace the earth, the speaker can reject the sky, but he can not fight the sky. The speaker is powerless before it.

Very nice.

Speed'has been known to yell at thunderstorms, "That all you got!"'ball