winter’s chrysalis has broken
spring stretches her bright colored wings
to warm in the April sun
wings
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Tag Archives: wings
considering the wind
seldom used,
she shakes the dust
from her wings
and considers the wind
just thinking…
would it be possible
do you think
to have gravity loosened
under my feet
just a tiny bit
so I could fly away
and stretch
what could be wings?
Re-vision
I cultivate clouds
raking them just so
into rows of wings
and birdsong
I cultivate clouds
raking them just so
into rows of birds
and wing song (revised)
I cultivate clouds
raking them just so
into rows of wings
and wind song (revised)
I cultivate wings
raking them just so
into rows of clouds
and wind song (revised)
I cultivate winds
raking them just so
into rows of birds
and cloud song (revised)
cartography of flight
iridescent creatures skim the silvered surface
casting shadows of wings on the still water
sunlight dances across the morning cove
sending sparks of dragonflies
into the summer air
shall we follow the maps
drawn on dragonfly wings
a cartography of flight
Acclamation of Wings
sound of rushing wings
flock of mourning dove
startled from feeding
or was it
angels?
