Feathers
feathers blowing in the wind
summer skies provide the breeze
some alone, some intertwined
some playful as if to tease
feathers dart and dance on high
displaying vivid colors
painting pictures in the sky
like wistful decorators
feathers born of ancient myth
plucked from birds that serve the gods
some struggling as they writhe
all with glittering facades
feathers float to earth each day
you may have seen them landing
they beckon as on display
with essence so commanding
so if by luck you find one
keep it well within your sight
for on the next midnight sun
It may once again take flight
©Copyright 2009 Charlie Gragg
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