Feather
I found myself floating again
numerous wings to fly
a curve on the mountain
a mellow in the morning
evaporating in azure sky.
Should I go ahead?
Is there a world that's mine...
the feather wonders each day.
Lo! The whirlpool scatters them all
it rises alone, terrified in the wind.
Hush! The streams calm those shrieks
the feather strides on a fluffy cloud
glittering shades of scarlet twilight
then falls to slumber on a pale leaf...
July 28, 2020
STRAND completely new (14)any theme any form Poetry Contest
Sponsor: Brian Strand
~Winner: 1st Place
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