Poetry, Uncategorized

The Potential of a Kite

Free as the wind

Violent destructive cyclone

Tender summer breeze

Listless in the stale air

 

Tie down

Run away

Soar

Fall

Return

 

Whipped breathless

Promising tension

And gone

 

Unpredictable and fleeting

I suppose I’ll fly this kite somewhere else

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