Spongy clouds

Air abuzz with chattering song.
Invisible, hidden in a sea of palm fronds
and under bushes.

One shoots off: wings flapping across my eyeline.
Small, dingy brown.


Now a handful flit and swoop.
Some doves.
All gaping beaks feeding on the wing.

Perched close
another simply ignores me.
A downy belly feather falls away.
Scooped up and gone.

Acrobatic loops
tail feathers flash by.
They soar: breathless, spiralling upwards –
lost in spongy clouds.





Filed under creativity, inspiration, Living in the moment, Peace of mind, poetry, Uncategorized

3 responses to “Spongy clouds

  1. Really nice! Love the pictures too!

  2. Love the description of the bird (or soul) in flight.

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