I Watch

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I Watch

I watch the birds
sometimes on a fence
with wings outstretched
flying in place
feeling the breeze
feathers ruffling
loving the wind.

I watch the birds
so high above me
gliding effortlessly
surveying the world
a pinpoint floating
on an azure backdrop
loving the wind.

I watch the birds
sometimes they watch back
what must they see
earthbound and wingless
self-caged creatures
only able to watch
thirsting for the wind.

© Rebecca Sanchez 2016

Written with Poets United and dVerse~Poets Pub.

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A Feather

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A Feather

I am,
a feather in the wind.
Riding the air currents
in a downward spiral
coming to rest
in the dew-drenched grass.

I was,
a feather on the wing.
Witnessing the violent life
of a bird of prey
then pulled free
I floated down.

I’m now,
a feather lining a nest.
Protecting blue eggs
chosen by a robin
promises of new life
peacefully belonging.

© Rebecca Sanchez 2016

Written with Imaginary Garden Of Real Toads.