27 August, 2013

Poem - Reminiscence

A feather flew past the sidewalk
no grass patch could hold it there
but a dandelion petals it caught himself
with help of a breeze in the air

breeze flew feathers, many leaves
the feather was stark red among the greens
lucky it caught in a dandelion,
and rub on the chin be not odd but even.

the rub, it went, yes it went through,
the results undisclosed, unknown.
if only if only the blue bird sighs,
if only he could make the breeze bigger.

- Cricantrail

ps: if only, the breeze was bigger he said,
     little he knew 'bout the whirlwind ahead.

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