Contest: Fantasy Poetry Contest, sponsored by Constance La france.
“I like the idea of taking off like a bird.” — Florence Welch I am suddenly awakened from my dream by a loud sound Not sure where I am, but I’m in a tree high above the ground I feel light, airy and I am dressed in bright blue whimsy fluff It may be my imagination, but my feet feel sharp and rough I am enjoying this reverie as I sit perched up in the oak tree My arms are now wings and I have a visualization of flying free I feel delightfully happy as I start to croon, chirp and sing It may be a hallucination, but I also feel my tail feathers swing I decided to take a big risk and flap my wings to try to fly To my delight and surprise, I am now happily soaring in the sky It’s now three am as I’m suddenly awakened from my bed And look at my clock as a blue feather falls from my head
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