Thursday, June 7, 2012


Beauty on the Wing


I thought you were a lawn ornament–
brother to pink flamingos, so still, so silent.
I dared not blink in case I missed your blink,
Was that a thought I saw, a step in the water.
Ah, we have lift off,
beauty on the wing.
Santa Barbara May 25, 2012


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