Eagles of Words

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Eagles of Words

Poem by: Ashleigh Butcher

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I found this inspiration in English class, quite frankly. I felt the need to show my frustration at the simple-mindedness of school curriculum; as i have often fallen victim to the so-called 'incorrectness' of and answer or opinion.
This is, so you might figure, a sort of promise to stand up for the licence of interpretation and views from me and my peers; done in Shakespearean sonnet form and iambic pentametre- just because it sounds so impressive.
Also, i must acredit the final line to my English teacher- Mrs Carter, who said something of the sort. She also, i might add, said something about turkeys...but nevertheless, i got inspiration from it, and i thank her most graciously.

Free your thoughts. Expand your views. Open your mind.

Summary

I found this inspiration in English class, quite frankly. I felt the need to show my frustration at the simple-mindedness of school curriculum; as i have often fallen victim to the so-called 'incorrectness' of and answer or opinion.
This is, so you might figure, a sort of promise to stand up for the licence of interpretation and views from me and my peers; done in Shakespearean sonnet form and iambic pentametre- just because it sounds so impressive.
Also, i must acredit the final line to my English teacher- Mrs Carter, who said something of the sort. She also, i might add, said something about turkeys...but nevertheless, i got inspiration from it, and i thank her most graciously.

Free your thoughts. Expand your views. Open your mind.

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Submitted: May 19, 2008

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Eagles of Words

 

No more will our words be held un-praised.

By this moment I swear on ever turning world

That I, on all I am, will stand on knees ungrazed

And protest the truth in our views: Not killed,

But alive with simple, biased opinion, and humble

Acceptance of errors; common in the voice of youth.

Such vision not drowned out by the constant rumble

Of what stands fast and is widely accepted as ‘true’.

Wherein, the freedom of interpretation

Will not stand to punish our mistaken lines

But, in essence, exist to commend our variation

From all that is set in stone in constant minds.

I ask if now these words of covet lace only the floor;

Allowing skies the vacancy for eagles of words to soar.

ashleigh butcher


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