Eagle Poem Quotes

#1. Today You Soar
Like the grand eagle, you spread your wings
And put forth the effort to do great things.
Looking skyward you dared to challenge the wind,
Harnessing power to help you ascend.
With an eye on the goal, fixed in flight,
You climbed to an impressive height.
Undaunted by gusts and unkind gails,
You never gave up and would not fail.
So now you've reached where few even try
As the eagle high in a glorious sky.
Not superior, but grand.
Not proud, but sure.
Not a cub, wolf, or bear but an eagle pure.
Today you soar. #Quote by Richelle E. Goodrich

#2. The adventitious beauty of poetry may be felt in the greater delight with a verse given in a happy quotation than in the poem. #Quote by Ralph Waldo Emerson

#3. There are days when I swear I could fly like an eagle
And dark desperate hours that nobody sees
My arms stretched triumphant on top of the mountain
My head in my hands down on my knees #Quote by Stevie Nicks

#4. She only turned once
and looked straight
into my eyes

confused, corrupted, captivated
I was
no more wise #Quote by Charlie Windermere

#5. She senses your vulnerability, and reassures that every dream you've ever whispered in the night, or secret desires you dared not speak, are all within the palm of her hand #Quote by Holly Ducarte

#6. The first time I got onstage was when I was about 5 years old. It was at a church social, and I had a poem to recite. #Quote by Willie Nelson

#7. God promised you to give you dreams and visions, see Him as your great dream/vision giver. #Quote by Euginia Herlihy

#8. A man attains greatness by his merits, not simply by occupying an exalted seat. Can we call a crow an eagle (garuda) simply because he sits on the top of a tall building. #Quote by Chanakya

#9. Phoenix Speaks:
Within this urn of stillness
I slumber in deep sleep

Awaiting brave Helios
to warm my gentle ashes

Igniting the flame within my soul
once again I fly to the heavens #Quote by Ramon Ravenswood

#10. My memories are not books. They are only stories that I have been over so many times in my head that I don't know from one day to the next what's remembered and what's made up. Like when you memorize a poem, and for one small unimportant part you supply your own words. The meaning's the same, the meter's identical. When you read the actual version you can never get it into your head that it's right and you're wrong. #Quote by Elizabeth McCracken

#11. A poem begins as I look into your eyes, as I kiss your lips, as I grasp your hair, a sense of happiness, a breathless suspire , the lovesickness of my restless heart ... #Quote by Alejandro Perez

#12. For me, the writing life doesn't just happen when I sit at the writing desk. It is a life lived with a centering principle, and mine is this: that I will pay close attention to this world I find myself in. 'My heart keeps open house,' was the way the poet Theodore Roethke put it in a poem. And rendering in language what one sees through the opened windows and doors of that house is a way of bearing witness to the mystery of what it is to be alive in this world. #Quote by Julia Alvarez

#13. Do not listen to what any society tells you about the body - the body is the metaphor for all experience. A woman's body more than any other. Like language, its beautiful but weaker sister. Look at this poem. This painting. Look at these photographs. The body doesn't lie. #Quote by Lidia Yuknavitch

#14. She drew away
from her shadow,so lightening would pass between the two
like a stranger passes through his poem #Quote by Mahmoud Darwish

#15. What I desire of a poem is a clear understanding of motive, and a just evaluation of feeling A poem in the first place should offer us a new perception..bringing into being a new experience Verse is more valuable than prose for its rhythms are faster and more highly organised and lead to greater compexity. #Quote by Yvor Winters

#16. Not half so swift the trembling doves can fly, When the fierce eagle cleaves the liquid sky; Not half so swiftly the fierce eagle moves, When thro' the clouds he drives the trembling doves. #Quote by Alexander Pope

#17. A fine poem combines the elements of meaning, music, and a form like a living frame that holds it together. #Quote by Arnold Adoff

#18. We are all writing God's poem. #Quote by Anne Sexton

#19. In 1862, the Scottish mathematician James Clerk Maxwell developed a set of fundamental equations that unified electricity and magnetism. On his deathbed, he coughed up a strange sort of confession, declaring that "something within him" discovered the famous equations, not he. He admitted he had no idea how ideas actually came to him - they simply came to him. William Blake related a similar experience, reporting of his long narrative poem Milton: "I have written this poem from immediate dictation twelve or sometimes twenty lines at a time without premeditation and even against my will." Johann Wolfgang von Goethe claimed to have written his novella The Sorrows of Young Werther with practically no conscious input, as though he were holding a pen that moved on its own. #Quote by David Eagleman

#20. Read a nice poem or watch the sunrise, both are the same thing! #Quote by Mehmet Murat Ildan

#21. If I were a psychiatrist, I should advise my patients who suffer from "anguish" to read this poem of Baudelaire's whenever an attack seems imminent. Very gently, they should pronounce Baudelaire's key word, vast. For it is a word that brings calm and unity; it opens up unlimited space. It also teaches us to breathe with the air that rests on the horizon, far from the walls of the chimerical prisons that are the cause of our anguish. It has a vocal excellence that is effective on the very threshhold of our vocal powers. The French baritone, Charles Panzera, who is sensitive to poetry, once told me that, according to certain experimental psychologists, it is impossible to think the vowel sound ah without a tautening of the vocal chords. In other words, we read ah and the voice is ready to sing. The letter a, which is the main body of the word vast, stands aloof in its delicacy, an anacoluthon of spoken sensibility. #Quote by Gaston Bachelard

#22. When you are in my arms
I feel you like a moon
That descended into my hands #Quote by Jyoti Patel

#23. Be encouraged. Your heart is writing a poem on the world and it's being turned into a thousand songs. #Quote by Donald Miller

#24. Everywhere Gage looked, his fingers itched to touch and his brain raced to keep up. A snake coiled beneath his right pec, an eagle took flight over his left. Stars, numbers, and Celtic symbols fought for real estate. Gage would need weeks to explore the storied terrain of Brady's body.
Better put in for some vacation time now. #Quote by Kate Meader

#25. The eyesight for an eagle is what thought is to a man. #Quote by Dejan Stojanovic

#26. Poem for Liu Ya-tzu I cannot forget how in Canton we drank tea and in Chungking went over our poems when leaves were yellowing. Thirty-one years ago and now we come back at last to the ancient capital Peking. In this season of falling flowers I read your beautiful poems. Be careful not to be torn inside. Open your vision to the world. Don't say that waters of Kumming Lake are too shallow. We can watch fish better here than in the Fuchun River in the south. #Quote by Mao Zedong

#27. They loved, and quarreled, and made up, and loved, and fought, and were true to each other and untrue. She made him the happiest man in the whole world and the most wretched, and after a few years she died, and then, when he was thirty, he died, too. But by that time Catullus had invented the love poem. #Quote by Tom Stoppard

#28. The incredible cinematography makes 'A Walk to Beautiful' almost like a poem; there is a tenderness on display that seems to emanate from the camera. There is also great sensitivity to the women whose stories are being told - never did I have a sense of the subjects being exploited. #Quote by Abraham Verghese

#29. A poem generated by its own laws may be unrealized and bad in terms of so-called objective principles of taste, judgement, deduction. #Quote by A.R. Ammons

#30. Opposite Willem that afternoon is a Thom Gunn poem: "Their relationship consisted / In discussing if it existed." Underneath, someone has written in black market, "Dont worry man I cant get no pussy either. #Quote by Hanya Yanagihara

#31. Journeying over many seas & through many countries
I came dear brother to this pitiful leave-taking
The last gestures by your graveside
The futility of words over your quiet ashes.
Life cleft us from each other
Pointlessly depriving brother of brother
Accept then, our parents' custom
These offerings, this leave-taking
Echoing forever, brother, through a brother's tears #Quote by Catullus

#32. In The Garret
Four little chests all in a row,
Dim with dust, and worn by time,
All fashioned and filled, long ago,
By children now in their prime.
Four little keys hung side by side,
With faded ribbons, brave and gay
When fastened there, with childish pride,
Long ago, on a rainy day.
Four little names, one on each lid,
Carved out by a boyish hand,
And underneath there lieth hid
Histories of the happy band
Once playing here, and pausing oft
To hear the sweet refrain,
That came and went on the roof aloft,
In the falling summer rain.

'Meg' on the first lid, smooth and fair.
I look in with loving eyes,
For folded here, with well-known care,
A goodly gathering lies,
The record of a peaceful life--
Gifts to gentle child and girl,
A bridal gown, lines to a wife,
A tiny shoe, a baby curl.
No toys in this first chest remain,
For all are carried away,
In their old age, to join again
In another small Meg's play.
Ah, happy mother! Well I know
You hear, like a sweet refrain,
Lullabies ever soft and low
In the falling summer rain.

'Jo' on the next lid, scratched and worn,
And within a motley store
Of headless dolls, of schoolbooks torn,
Birds and beasts that speak no more,
Spoils brought home from the fairy ground
Only trod by youthful feet,
Dreams of a future never found,
Memorie #Quote by Louisa May Alcott

#33. In the end ... he would choose Campisi.
In the end ... she would choose Abandonato.
In the end ... there would be bloodshed. #Quote by Rachel Van Dyken

#34. Animals, birds, and fish confirm Your power and Your existence. #Quote by Euginia Herlihy