Red, brown and beige,
...floated through the air.
They wisped through my hair, a night breeze.
They flew around me,
...just like a lovely dream.
They twirled and danced,
...which made me go into a trance.
They landed swiftly, feathers of a peacock.
I skipped around, happy as a bird.
They seemed to smile,
...very sweetly at me.
Oh what a beautiful sight,
...they were just like kites.

by Qulsoum Zaidi

Comments (1)

a delightful narrative leaping with delight praising the mystery of nature the images creating the feeling with grace and power a fine poem