The Red Kite

Written by: Lorraine Ferns

The red kite
flowing, blowing, gliding

soaring
red and pulsating
in the wind

playing, cradling, cascading

then
the wind takes it

sometimes
down

sometimes
headlong
ready to collide

at other times
upward

like a crimson, soaring bird
floating on air

triangle wings racing
not wanting to stop.