A Very Blustery Day

 a glorious  gust

of bellowing wind

swept me up

and blew me round

through honey-colored

dew and lace

 above the tame and hollow town

the thrill of flight

was full

but brief

for dust that travels

with the breeze

must always settle in the ground

in cracking bricks

of dismal peace

-Angie

Artwork: “Flying High” by Vin Zzep:

http://society6.com/vincepezzaniti/flying-high-VVN_Print