Diving Birds

Where humans dare not tread.

By Ethan J BeardenPublished 3 years ago • 1 min read

Poem and art by E. J. Bearden

If eagles dive past

two faces, yours and mine, then

there I shan’t ascend.

nature poetry surreal poetry

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Ethan J Bearden

I am a Middle School English teacher of nearly 10 years. I have been writing most of my life, even dabbling in self publishing in my early years. I have two books to my name, "The Eyes of the Angel," and "Project Villainous: a Tragedy."

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