Tanner Brockwell

in the air once
by tanner brockwell

in the air once
translucent wings pulsed
flitted and fine
that iridescent so exquisite
light is soft in stasis
turning the glints
of these small wings
small reflections
silent quiet immobile
light as sorrow
that has flown
though they were trapped once
they have gone

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the pulsations of beating wings
by tanner brockwell

the pulsations of beating wings
lifted not for flight
lifted only for light
gleaning off downy soft
born beneath cold stars
dawn is cold
the edge of drifts malleable
in the caress of a vagrant wind
unfounded even ungrounded
a roving over plain and sky
a roving for winds never die
but twist and so they dash and go
a turn a wisp a blow
then they are away
gone but for the trace
of the drifting snow

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petals brush tender
by tanner brockwell

petals brush tender
in descent below
the winds moved the limbs
and fluttering like tiny wings
the shades smooth pastel
amongst the orchard grass
green and light
thick as a forest
though soft as pillow
so falling like thoughts
caught in the breeze
carried a ways and dropping
settling
moving towards the resting place
in the spring
blossoms show
the catch and go
of a memory of waking
and flutters like
the wings on high
a thousand thousand
or just one butterfly

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