Lift

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Lift

You burn the air with tail and wing,
not thinking about anything.

Each lift of pinion simple, sure,
anonymous, unplanned and pure.

No slipshod planning, everything
insures facility of wing.

Each barb, each shaft composed with care
made less of matter than of air.

We only guess. We do not know,
what hand has engineered it so,

 merely wonder at its might
as we watch your easy flight,

lifting up with ease most rare
by miracle of wing on air.

 

Prompt words today are burnsimple, slipshod and wing.

10 thoughts on “Lift

  1. slmret

    From the sound of hawks/crows/ravens to the quiet of great blue herons, the sound and sight of birds in flight has long intrigued me. Your photos are superb, as id your descriptive poem! Thank you for sharing these!

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