Head dress

August 28, 2014 at 8:16 pm (Poems, Stories) (autumn, bird, feathers, summer)

To Summer, the fragile three-feather head dress

is a reminder of a vision she once wore,

of a sparkling pool, a seed picnic strewn with friends,

and she a glorious Bird of Paradise.

 

But to Summer’s lover, as his autumn approaches,

that wretched flash of white feathers

is an imposition, a symbol of southward flight,

a triad of bright hopes waiting to be dashed –

the sky high damage potential of impermanent bliss.

 

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