Winged Beauty

 

Hello winged beauty

Flying high

above my head

feathers of silk

face of purity.

Where are you going

on that journey

you planned?

swaying

back

and

forth

in the generous

wind of our

ancestors

Free spirit

   young

beauty

Master of will

      flowing hair

How far can you fly…

               …winged beauty?

Where will you go?

 

Winged beauty

above my head

 

Angel of my dreams

Reviews

[Cherrie]

Your poem is very sweet it has a nice flow to it.
It creates imagery and feeling.