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Feather

by Richard Vince

She floats through the cloudless sky,
Moved by the breeze as she descends
Imperceptibly gently.

She tumbles through air that caresses her
Like a childhood duvet; like the
Earliest memories of her mother’s hands.
Her wide eyes fill with wonder as though
She were new to the world.

She is beautiful and delicate; her voice is
Like the summer breeze making
Long, Sun bleached grasses sway.

She is a fragile yet powerful
Expression of the glory of life at
Its most unconfined. She will not
Be kept grounded.

08/15/2011

Posted on 11/05/2011
Copyright © 2022 Richard Vince

Member Comments on this Poem
Posted by Chris Sorrenti on 11/06/11 at 06:39 PM

This is really beautiful Richard. Excellent descriptiveness throughout. Kinda reminds of the feather in Forrest Gump.

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