Momentum
With each carrion
feed
more claw keen,
surer of foot
each sunrise
tests. Stretched sinews,
shuddering at the
precipice
beak-beckoned by
biting winds, unwinding
darkening wingtips
ruffling in response.
A heartbeat
through a hollow reed
of desire. New winged
old wisdom
eyeing the prize.
Then soaring,
loose limbed, long
legged.
A shadow filling
emptiness on instinct,
instantly
up-drafted beyond the horizon.
Then diving, hunt
tumbling
through feather
ragged air.
The wedge tailed
eagle becomes.
Statue to extinction
Born molten. Liquid poured
into the empty shell of itself,
becoming a raw impression
solidified. The beast sprang
from ore, heat and light,
Vulcanic blood boiling
into blackened metal. Caught cooled
in mid-stride, struck and paused.
Forever distanced, alone of its kind.
Un/herd. Hooves paw car-exhausted air.
Street sooted, marooned between roads,
unridden, this immobilised fossil, this thing
man-made, and on display for me,
(who alone in this city seems to notice)
asks, unironically, what have we wrought.
Rebecca Dempsey’s recent works are featured in Eclectica Magazine, The Ekphrastic Review, Gyroscope Review. Rebecca lives in Melbourne, Australia, and can be found at WritingBec.com.
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