I Want Feathers

Form: Burns’ Sonnet

A prisoner on land I want to fly
To climb higher than mountain tops and trees
Stretching my wings and reaching the blue sky
To drift, aimlessly on a summer breeze
Like an eagle soaring the greatest height
Just for the pleasure of being a bird
Alone in the sky not part of a herd
He flying to hunt or for pure delight
But should I close my eyes and dream of this
Let my imagination be so wild
Or stay grounded along with meek and mild
Ah but these dreamings are exquisite bliss
So, closing my eyes now, let the dreams be
The desire in me to simply fly free

©JG Farmer 2020

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