Oh That I Could Fly

Charmed Chaos

A fleeting flash of stark gray and white 
a pompous cocking of feathered tail 
as his melody dances on air

The forest is in awe of his vast repertoire
for the mockingbird can sing almost anything
as he remembers each note any bird croons

Flitting from limb to limb, serenading the trees 
flying from dense thicket to lush valley green
spreading his bright song of joy everywhere

Now a graceful waltz lingers as he takes wing
and from my ruby lips escapes a heavy sigh
As I whisper to the nascent breeze, 
Oh, that I could fly!

dVerse Poets Pub: Poetics- Flights of Fancy

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