Thursday, July 30, 2015

K is for ... Kites

Rhombic paper-mache of dreams
Dancing aloft in wind currents.
Undulating in the infinity.
Conquering the crested iris.
A distant silhouette
Tasting the skies,
Inspiring to look
Further and higher.
Tangled reins
Locked in trance.
Behold! Their rhythm,
Ceaselessly goading.
The unruly stringless wanderer
Scaling the silver skylines.
Skilled hands mastering
The string, now loose, now taut,
Willing it in to a smooth glide,
Urging and encouraging the flight.
Wide-eyed innocence
Mesmerized,
Their young beating heart,
Reaching for stars,
Untiringly, chasing the kites.

Linking with :Alphabet Salad

Jenny Matlock

12 comments:

  1. My brothers made kites, but they were not paper-mache. they were of thin paper.

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  2. I enjoy watching kites at the park. Something very relaxing about it. Enjoyed your poem.

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    1. Thank you Sarah. Yes, kites are very interesting and relaxing.

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  3. Tasting the skies....great line♪ http://lauriekazmierczak.com/the-knack/

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  4. I love flying kites but don't get enough opportunity to do so. Hoping our first grandchild who is due in a few months will enjoy them when he/she is older and then I'll have the excuse to do so too.

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    1. That sounds like an awesome plan. Enjoy the grandmotherhood to the fullest.

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  5. tangled reins, locked in trance

    Wow.

    This was incredibly vivid writing.

    I've never been able to fly a kite.

    But I felt like I was with your klever words!

    Thank you for linking to the letter K.

    A+

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    1. I wonder how i missed out on this A+ from you earlier. Thank you so much

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