The Stragglers

Little stragglers

I wonder that

you’re stranded here

fretting about among

these last glorious flowers

leftover summer gems

balancing precariously

on the brink

of gusty storms.

You there

fluttering softly

in that wild wind

harmonizing humbly

with bees

backyard beauties

awe bringing

living color sculptures.

I imagine you taking to the sky

in full flight

upward searching

finally finding

a true tribe of fluttering fantasy

assembling into formation

like Pegasus in the air.


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