Feather Boy

Start with a finger
Held to the sky
Feel the wind blow
And let yourself fly
Gather the clouds
Inside of a fist
Squeeze them all tight
And turn them to mist
Open your mouth
And drink in the sun
Swallow it whole
And break to a run
Over the hills
And into the day
Twisting and turning
As life becomes play
Decisions are easy
Problems a song
When you float in a breeze
You can do no wrong.

Dom Conlon - @dom_conlon
Feather Boy
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Feather Boy

Digital Illustration submitted to Dom Conlon for his 'Feather Boy' poem on Inkology.co.uk

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