Pixie dust on wings
Pretty pieces of magic
Patterned, arrayed intricately
Pretty pieces of magic
Patterned, arrayed intricately
Speckled, burnished
Some wearing the sky
Or the blue, gold and orange
Of a flame!
Some wearing the sky
Or the blue, gold and orange
Of a flame!
Tremulous
Tantalizing
Making me fret
Caged within barred windows
Speaking words
When I should be wearing their colours
Tantalizing
Making me fret
Caged within barred windows
Speaking words
When I should be wearing their colours
Velveteen.
Dotted with pollen
Never still
For the beauty
Still to savour!
Dotted with pollen
Never still
For the beauty
Still to savour!
Winging
Weaving
Kissing blossoms
Sipping fragrance
Weaving
Kissing blossoms
Sipping fragrance
Sybaritic?
Yet.
That I could savour
Just this sight
Drink this enchantment
And find a song...
That I could savour
Just this sight
Drink this enchantment
And find a song...
My caged soul
For now
For now
Wears those butterfly wings.
29 September, 2014
This is Day 3, written for Ramblings in February :) What is that? Click on picture :)