Friday, December 18, 2015

A Bit of Down – v2

The quaking edge of the water’s surface
Held, cupped a bit of
Mallard down this morning.
Shed and forgotten by its owner
It was adrift to float with the ripples.

Caressed by the surface
But never breaching the skin.
It was part of the water
But not in the water

Beads of dew clung to
The spine of the feather
Marking each fiber
A pearl on the oyster.

The bent quill left some
Of the fluff dry,
Murmuring in the
Gentle morning breeze.
A sail to guide the
Feather on its journey
To the other side.



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edited December 18, 2015
A Bit of Down – v2

posted 2/7/2004
written 7/2/2000
A Bit of Down

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