Kite Flyer

When the wind

Carries a kite above the clouds

The flyer will feel an exhilaration

As pure as the joy

A poet feels

When a single line

Stirs the breeze of an idea

Lifting the boundaries of memory

The rush of words

As powerful as the drumbeat of thunder

The silence that only

The whisper of language can hear

 

Ted Goodell

November 2018

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Frivolous little bird

Imagining this world

Of leaf and limb and sky

Believing wings and weather

Hold you high above the clouds

Absorbed in nothing but the air

While all below control their lives

With tools and trades

And fantasies of engines

Soaring to the stars

 

Ted Goodell

May 11, 2011