black and white
Canada geese fly
united
by instinct
divided only when one
leaves the formation
—–
Nov PAD Chapbook Challenge at Poetic Asides
Day three prompt “united/divided”
Also posted at B & Ps Shadorma & Beyond
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black and white
Canada geese fly
united
by instinct
divided only when one
leaves the formation
—–
Nov PAD Chapbook Challenge at Poetic Asides
Day three prompt “united/divided”
Also posted at B & Ps Shadorma & Beyond
The Monarchy depends on us
My brethren and me
Six guardians of the Tower
Legend says we must not leave
Wings are clipped
Servants prepare banquets
All needs are met
We are adored, pampered
We are beautiful
We long for the sky
To feel the wind ruffle our feathers
We are not free
Step outside on a clear summer night
Cast your eyes upward to see the light
Of a million stars in the dark firmament
The gow of lost planets already spent
Close your eyes tightly, breath in, breath out
Empty your mind – earasing all doubt
That those pinpoints of light are too far away
For your small earthbound finger to stretch out to play
With the sparkling wonderful magic in space
Trust your heart, look at me, find your star in my face