Brigit's Flame February Contest Week 1: Birds of a Feather...

[fraudandfantasy]

There's a secret place
It’s coordinates
Are so well kept
From prying eyes
That few souls have ever
Discovered it’s hiding place
But I know where it is
I know what it is
When I close my eyes
When I dream
I see it
It’s a garden

Spring is forever in bloom
Flowers run wild
Filling the air
With a sweet perfume
The breeze carries
The fragrance
Over every branch and leaf
It's a vibrant green as far as the eye can see
It’s pregnant with life
It’s bursting out of
Every tree
Every branch
Every blade of grass

The trees are 20 feet tall
And filled with birds
Of every color
Singing
In their own well-orchestrated
Completely improvised chorus
A hot pink wing flutters here
An acid yellow beak holds the sun there
It's a mesmerizing sight
Every bird lined up
In the trees
Singing to the heavens
To the earth
To the air
To the water

A cacophony of colors and species
Brought together by
A single stark white feather
Poking out from the crown
Of each and every
Feathered minstrel
A shining white halo
A beam of light
Welcoming you to
Beckoning you to
Breathe

*Unfinished and untitled at the moment I think. Thank you for taking the time out to read.