Feather

a feather found
a gift not boxed,  not wrapped
not double-bow bound
a gift imagined floating
falling leaf-like to the ground 
halved by disappearing stem
tapered grey-white, grey-white line
one side an emerald satin shining stem
green paint over black artistically spread
a half with finest soft silk white hem
etched in grey in paralleled line
sent by a Pegasus-like numen
Copyright © | Year Posted 2016

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Capitano Avatar
November 4, 2016 at 7:51 AM
Feathers can be very mystical when viewed at certain times. Interesting write.
Baquie Avatar
November 4, 2016 at 10:19 PM
thank you for your comment
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