Kite

This is one of the poems today offered at dVerse Poets Pub in response to wind. it speaks of kites, but so much more. Enjoy this!!! it is wonderful.

Quest for Whirled Peas

coloured bits of fabric flapping
tethered to my arm with string
straining ‘gainst its earthly anchor
hear the rippling fabric sing

diving down then quickly rising
laughing as the wind it rides
graceful arcs it is describing
see its beauty as it glides

feel the jolt of sudden slackness
as the taught string snaps in twain
watch it as it slowly tumbles
will we see that kite again?

can you taste the bitter flavour
as we wave the kite ‘goodbye’
It was fun though while it lasted
watching our new box-kite fly

Look! towards the east horizon
our kite flies on brand new string
smell the joy of lost recovered
soon again we’ll hear it sing!

~~

at dVerse, Kathleen Everett has asked us to use wind as our inspiration.  The above poem is based on a real experience.  My wife and I were out with our son (our…

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4 Comments (+add yours?)

  1. Bryan Ens
    Mar 17, 2015 @ 19:50:18

    Thank you!

    Reply

  2. Madeleine Begun Kane
    Mar 17, 2015 @ 22:39:46

    Wonderful poem!

    Reply

  3. Sabio Lantz
    Mar 18, 2015 @ 16:13:53

    Very sweet — well done with the rhymes.
    Reclaiming youth joys of flight kites

    Reply

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