Poetry Drafts / 30 January 2021

The Feathers Fluttered

and the swans swam
and the feathers fluttered
in a breeze caused by
the air rearrangement,

the ignition of the fuse
slowly surging forwards,
longing to tickle the
dynamite, eagerly awaiting
a moment to shine, to
explode in the face of
inevitably -- and truth,

and the swans swam
and the feathers fluttered
in the breeze
ever present

About The Author

Hayden Veil

In an earlier incarnation, Hayden Veil enjoyed a successful career in software engineering, writing late-night poetry in pursuit of sanity. On 2 February 2020, the world of Hayden Veil changed: Ghosts became real and with its soul laid bare there was no turning back from the perpetual path of poetry.