The Prussian Blue Kite

A perfect breeze and a crystal blue sky,
Speckled with colors of kites, flying high

A little beyond, the rainbow smears its color
On the Prussian Blue Kite that glides in valor.

The crowd beneath rejoice and cheer,
As his master tugs his tail and he soars up higher!

No time to waste, no moment to pause,
He’s got to prove his worth, he’s here for a cause.

A pair of pretty eyes watches through the crowd,
As his master brims in grandeur with each kite knocked out.

So the Prussian Blue Kite, loyal and brilliant,
Drifts with the wind, for his master, so jubilant.

Oh darn! A monster awaits the nescient Blue Kite
The vicious Red kite, dashed with all his might!!

Moments of scuffle………..
And his string fell loose though he gave a good fight,
The crowd roared again; this time for the Red Kite!

The wind betrayed and pushed him down
Soon he grasped �" his master has lost the crown.

So he sailed with the wind, in shame and horror,
To find a new master �" may be a Tree or may be the River.

Reviews

[Coyote Poetry]

Kite are lost often. Paper easily torn and broken.
"So he sailed with the wind, in shame and horror,
To find a new master " may be a Tree or may be the River."
I liked the use of the Prussian Blue Kite. Gave purpose and reason for the poetry. Thank you for sharing the excellent poetry.
Coyote

[Marie]

I am sorry for the Prussian Blue Kite. It soared so beautifully, and in the end may find a tree or the river. A shame...

[Jyoti_Ablaze]

Beautiful lines.. Encourages introspection, to know how strongly the need of approval is rooted in oneself..!
"The wind betrayed and pushed him down
Soon he grasped " his master has lost the crown.
So he sailed with the wind, in shame and horror,
To find a new master " may be a Tree or may be the River."
I loved the above lines..! Great work..!

[Shreya Das]

thanks Jyoti :)