One Single Feather Fell in My Path
One single feather fell from the sky
it spun in tight circles
corkscrewing to the ground
falling in a tight spin
Just one feather in a lazy free fall
no birds laying claim
caught in the unseen air
a pendulum from the sky
It was an empty early evening sunset
the clouds thin whisps of their former selves
when the mystery of the feather fell to my path
marking a place among the clovers
The sun yawned as it tucked itself in
the feather corkscrewing its way to the ground
making peace with the clovers
one single feather fell in my path
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I love the way I can’t take my eyes off that feather because of the details. I love how “The sun yawned as it tucked itself in” to provide a satisfying closure.
I love this poem, especially the last verse. Thanks for sharing.
One of the mysteries and delights of nature. Thanks for capturing the moment.
Love it … the minute details from a poet’s eye.