Lo, those are just terrific. The second of them strikes me as being particularly deeply informed by insights into both Taoism and Bhuddism, and I don't think I'm reading too much into it. But the first poem is even more masterful, encompassing as it does, such insight into men and angels--and eagles. I think they're just what I hope to see in five/seven/five stanzas, which might or might not be haiku! Ignorant of the principles that I am, I am just looking for compelling poems, and both of these rise to that very high level. Vis-avis the matter of punctuation:
Count a period
as an extra syllable?
Wind dead on my bow.
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