What? I … don’t …
Did that really happen!?!
I saw it, did you?
I saw something, but it was just a flash
and I heard the wings beating.
Yah … me too. The flash was blue and gold,
hot — and cold. And I felt something inside, too.
Yah — what a prize, ‘cause I saw inside,
something just like that. Isn’t it awesome
when we connect. When something that happens
can project — a feeling, a song, a happiness, a scent …?
I don’t want you to go away. This was so special
Will it ever happen again?
I don’t know — but I’ll be here, on my morning break,
again — sun or snow. I want to get to know …
you … again.
Ok! I’ll talk to my Mom, see if she will let me
venture from the next again. She always says
“Watch out! You never know what those humans
will do — or when the cat will sneak up on you.”
Watch Out! Watch Out! You might get caught! You might …
fall in love … with another species … with a wild heart.
Well please come back, oh, please do. Because – I must admit —
you are caught … yet free to go. But caught forever —
blue and gold, hot and cold, caught in a wild heart. | TD
"what a prize...'caise I saw inside."
The emotion, the excitement flow from this poem. Well done!