Flight

acres on the palm
when fears grow thin
flights on a rainbow
of circular time

Flight

Oh to slip into the sky, to soar and dance and tumble
Murmurate, swoop and stoop
Twisting twining the wind to my joy

Such a Tiny Thing

Sing little bird,
fly overhead,
rest in the trees’
wavering breeze.
Lift the curtain high at dawn
let the flickering candles yawn.

Departures

We’re sitting in Departures
waiting for our flight
We’re feeling quite excited
just like we were last night

Anticipation III

Anticipation is
a marvellous thing
especially when coupled
with enjoyment to bring
I’ll give you example
in these few words here
of something that’s bound
to bring lots of cheer

When swans fly

When swans fly it is with grace
sustained with effort there
Slender necks streamlined in flight
elite and debonair

As a seagull

As a seagull I flew inland from the sea
Up in a yellow-tinged sky
Looking down with the freedom I commanded in flight
as I swooped and I soared up on high

Curved Flights

This flesh, I hold no more
These bones, hold me no more
This blood, I feel no more
This heart, feels me no more
This mind, I keep no more
These thoughts, keep me no more

Butterflies

 

Butterflies on the mallow
deep pink and white
Captured on camera
there in mid-flight
It’s a beautiful thing
in my garden to see
although brief and short-lived
their longevity

She Gull

She gull, she gull, fly far away
Togetherness is a one-night stay
And tomorrow is just an extension of today…
She gull, she gull, be free, take flight
Deep into the dark and dreamy night
if you need a candle I will be your light…