Brother Bird by Sam Flot

Brother Bird

(Serene Time Ocean)

I flew with my brother bird

Early one afternoon sunny

Above the headlands’ long fallow fields

Laden with mice and yellow brown straw brush

All of it surrounded by gulley green

Happily transporting yesterday’s storm downhill

I flew with my brother bird

Climbing by floating

Finding circles of wind drafting up

Then we soared into that wind, not against it

Wings stretched full to span

The wind holds me in place

Holds me in basic stasis

My matter held windblown

Under no efforts of my own

I flew with my brother bird

Gently pacific above

Serene time ocean

Waves crashing in all the gradient shades

All the blues and most of the greys

I flew with my brother bird

We were solemn, neither of us spoke a word

Early one afternoon sunny

Against a storm front backdrop

Over all the pines and scrubs

Over the shore break rocks

Above the headland waves crashing white fury

I flew with my brother bird

sam flot

Caspar, CA                                     1.10.2016