The Wordsmith's Forge

Thanks to a donation from the pool hosted by ng_moonmoth, you can now read the first part of "A Cave Swarming with Strange Forms of Life."  Kenzie visits Pretty Ears in search of counseling for what troubles him.

This poem's price is locked at $0.25/line.  If you only have a small budget to spend on poetry, $5 will get you 20 new lines, so it's great bang for your buck.  :D  The pool is still interested in this one, so you can join that if you wish.  

Today we went out to run errands, and a bald eagle flew out of our yard!  :D 3q3q3q!!!  It paced the car for a few seconds, right at eye level, so I got a crystal-clear view of the head and tail lights.  Huge bird.  We saw a redtailed hawk a little farther down the road and it looked so much smaller in comparison. 

The eagle looped around back to the yard, the way our owls do, so maybe we'll see it again someday.  We actually have everything eagles like except for waterfront, and the drainage creeks aren't far away -- eagles have huge territories.  We have tall trees, some with standing snags, and lots of open field to hunt in.  I suspect the raptors are out looking for rodents swarming the fields after harvest.  There's spilled grain everywhere and no cover, so excellent hunting.

This is so awesome.  I am as excited as the time a bird landed on me and sang for a couple minutes.  \o/ 

This poem is from the September 4, 2018 Poetry Fishbowl. It was inspired by prompts from janetmiles and dialecticdreamer. It also fills the "change" square in my 9-2-18 card for the Cottoncandy Bingo fest, and the "soul bound" square in my 9-4-18 Dark Fantasy card for the Winteriron Bingo Adventure fest. This poem has been sponsored by Anthony & Shirley Barrette. It belongs to the Calliope thread of the Polychrome Heroics series.

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