Flimsy Wonders.
There it lay weightless and waiting until a breeze
lifted it's gossamer frame
and silently floated its presence away.
That marvel of strong fragility which tho' covered
with patches of under-down
was intelligently patterned for rigidity.
Feather-perfection can when attached raise aloft
any hollow bird-bones, taking
to hovering heights outstretched wings.
Feather-borne fliers skim the sky, drift on thermals,
quiver in ether,
stay afloat, dive when keened by fiercest of winds,
feel warm throughout
chilly nights and successfully brood nestfuls of kith
and kin by fluffing up heat or cool.
Fine tufted smoothness surrounding dense matter
gives thistledown buoyance
and hooked strength to feather-mass schooled in
usefully dressing dove or predator.
Praise for the sight of discriminate beauty within
such flimsy wonders as this.
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Fay Slimm. (
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I love feathers!! In Amy Tan's Joy Luck Club the best quote (to me) is "This feather comes from afar and brings with it all my good intentions".... they are magical little messengers...... when I find them on the floor I think someone I love who died is speaking to me........
Excellent write on feathers Fay. Lorna's comment on someone she loved speaking to her is something I've heard really happens. And I love finding feathers as well. Anything that can be considered a message from the other side I find to be a wonderful uplifting feeling.
A fine feathered write Fay.
Some wonderful lines but then there always are in your poems - fine work fay.
Thanks FAY ~ The structure of feathers and their role in flight ~ thermal protection and waterproofing etc is a very academic but very rewarding field of study ! Birds could fly long before Man but we can learn much about Astronautics by studying Birds ! Even a single Feather is a miracle and I always collect them when I find them. Delicate photo and an elegant Poem. Because there are Birds ~ there must be a Creator ~ AMEN ~ Yours BRIAN.
Beautiful words.
Whenever you see a feather you know an Angel has been near.
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