Siertes
Well-known member
Till this day I keep trying to replicate how I felt when I wrote this. I've yet to succeed but hope you enjoy it
Her gaze upon the morning sky
a feather drifted slow and sly
Traversed the wind, towards the ground
Down to the girl, standing profound
Her arm outstretched, to change the path
Of one feather, in windswept bath
And change it did, it whipped around
Her slender arm, a new path found
It danced around her shoulders fair
And tip toed lightly on her hair
The girl moved not, as feather played
As to maintain the path she laid
A gale came forth as if to try
To reclaim feather, cast it high
But shielded by the steadfast grace
of saintly figure, held its place
With gale now gone, it danced about
Now heading downwards on a route
that led it round a shapely dress
still as the girl, it does impress
And further to the ground below
The feather ventures, to and fro
Its journey over, soon to be
It tickles toes as if to see
If gracious friend, it made this day
Would laugh and cry, and prolong play
But stationary, she remained
The feather's effort all in vain.
And now, it seems, the feather found
its resting place upon the ground
Its dancing done, as if to sleep
It lays quite still, right at the feet
Of one such girl, of unknown might
Still gazing upon azure heights
For looking at the heavens glow
The only light this statue knows.
Her gaze upon the morning sky
a feather drifted slow and sly
Traversed the wind, towards the ground
Down to the girl, standing profound
Her arm outstretched, to change the path
Of one feather, in windswept bath
And change it did, it whipped around
Her slender arm, a new path found
It danced around her shoulders fair
And tip toed lightly on her hair
The girl moved not, as feather played
As to maintain the path she laid
A gale came forth as if to try
To reclaim feather, cast it high
But shielded by the steadfast grace
of saintly figure, held its place
With gale now gone, it danced about
Now heading downwards on a route
that led it round a shapely dress
still as the girl, it does impress
And further to the ground below
The feather ventures, to and fro
Its journey over, soon to be
It tickles toes as if to see
If gracious friend, it made this day
Would laugh and cry, and prolong play
But stationary, she remained
The feather's effort all in vain.
And now, it seems, the feather found
its resting place upon the ground
Its dancing done, as if to sleep
It lays quite still, right at the feet
Of one such girl, of unknown might
Still gazing upon azure heights
For looking at the heavens glow
The only light this statue knows.
