They never seem heavy
just multiplicitous,
as if she stood
beneath a galaxy
of starlings,
wispy afterthoughts
…………raining
……down
from murmurations
their murmurings
perhaps,
or muses
task masters
EXPECTATIONS…..you say
perhaps
she does
make it look
easy, though
effortless,
effervescent —
bubbling over
like champagne,
watching
….it
……..fall
…………to
……..the
page
giggling
who wouldn’t kiss the rim,
let it tickle
like a feather
against your soul
then juggle
the soft ideas
aloft awhile
until something forms
in midair:
………………ideas
…….dreams
…………a poem
….of feathers
…………….floating