Feathered Seasons - For Contest

Feathered Seasons Peering out of the nest newly budded tree limb swaying jostling me as I await the early bird of spring returning with breakfast. Dust-dancing in the heat testing my wings in cat stalked gardens leaving home at mother’s request. Dodging the blowing leaves red crested trees mimic me as I revel in ripened plenty puffing feathers in the coolness of a new felt stirring. The wind no longer cradles me in weakened warmth of sun’s long shadowed departure. I fly to a known – unknown drawn by a distant calling. 4/3/2015 submitted to – Seasons – Poetry Contest sponsor – Shadow Hamilton