Myth — A Poem


grounded —

the sea stretched and foaming before us,

slope-shouldered dunes whispering

at our backs —

We stood side by side,

sand tugging toes,

necks craning

to lift squinting vision up,

to see —

To witness

myth and fancy

spread over the wide blue expanse of sky,

riding subtle, fingering breezes

at the ends of tethered lines.

— C.Birde


“Pegasus” — C.Birde, 11/15



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