Kite Sunbright
There was a gull, once, I heard;
An edgy, questioning bird
Who flew and flew and flew and flew
And pestered every one he knew
To tell of something unseen,
About which he was too keen.
Hidden in every wave and frond,
He found it in the blue beyond. *
An ancient lad wished to fly;
Done with earth, he wanted sky.
Stole another's feathers - what tax!
Paid the price when he sealed with wax.
First it seemed that all was right
As he soared like bird in flight;
Above the clouds he reached for Sun
- and that was that, his story done. **
Noble bird, the eagle kite,
Commands air with regal might.
Ascends the thermal stairs with ease,
As if the gull and lad he'd tease.
No doubts or angst interfere,
To the sun draws ever near -
The feathers his, no wax in sight,
King of the skies is Kite Sunbright!
* J L Seagull Esq.
** Icarus
This is a repost of a TAKE TOO import...
** Icarus
This is a repost of a TAKE TOO import...
And well inspired. I don't know if they are like our hawks, who while hours on the currents, and not always searching, searching, searching.
ReplyDeleteNicely done, tight rhyme and metre! You are terrific with words, as I have said before!
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