Eagle’s Roost
by P.H. Wise

The eagle’s roost is occupied again
though not by eagle-kind, nor other bird;
the woven nest on yonder mountain peak
usurped by serpent-kind lies desolate;
a living ruin where venom-suckled spawn
grow strong and swarm across the eagle’s land.
The sun by them is darkened, and the moon
as blood, sets wrathful o’er the mountainside.