Changeling.
Invisible dancer, Air moves with ease
buoyantly changing its imprint
on earth's waiting surface of seasons,
windswept Air broadcasts ferment
of mutating chicanery
by use of weathered uncertainty.
Air creates dazzle-white sculptures
with sudden modified ease
producing from ice-laden snow
blinding swirls of high drifts,
warms to windless slush then blows
up a tornado bent on mischief.
Spring to Winter gives wicked chances
for manic Air-driven sprees
when many a hat or knicker on line
is lifted to tango before disappearing.
And when sunk in summer depression
Air forgets to ruffle small waves,
limp sails need bellows for ventures
but changeling ether favours no bluster
of demon breath when ballet-laced
breeze tip-toes on sea making no fuss.
From waltz to flamingo on coastal hills
Air loves feeling freedom where
clifftops let Divas hone ever more skills.
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Author:
Fay Slimm. (
Offline) - Published: May 19th, 2021 02:54
- Comment from author about the poem: Back by request these lines on Air's ever-changing chicanery. -- hope you enjoy.
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Comments4
Good write Fay.
Oh to be the bird on high and really feel the wind as my force. Where gravity plays second fiddle to air pressure changes and cliff faces lift me higher. How different a perspective would flow through me.
Lifted by your words onto a breeze of inspiration.
Beautiful words Fay, may that freedom always be there.
Andy
'where clifftops, let Divas
hone: ever more skills.'
'From waltz to flamingo
on coastal hills
Air
loves feeling freedom'..
beautiful imagery, wonderful flow
a sumptuous, breeze - of a read, if you will.. lol
thanks for sharing it again, dear Fay
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