Sometimes I write....
August 4, 2011 Small Stones
flight by Teri H Hoover
Inspired by a photo by Barbara Boethling-
Her blog link-Polished Stones
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Feather in the Grass photo by Barbara Boethling |
leaving a stream of unseen enfolding lines.
I remember the caress of the clouds-
we were white on white.
I remember the lift within the vane-
strong and complete.
I remember the unseen air singing in the barbicels ~
a great breath bringing every dream alive.
Downy wisps remain my very own dream~ afterfeathers that still catch sunlight and breeze,
I am sustained by the thought of all this love.
To write this piece I wanted to learn more about the parts of a feather- so I of course delighted to learn quite a bit.
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