feather to fly

last consumed
the last
remained

both covering and revealing
the modest mound
of ash
gradually being eaten awayfrag
by its own small dance
of flames

almost
as a final act

as
a conclusion
to combustion

a black feather
rose
in the near elegance
of a plume of blue smoke

released
by the band
of the hat
to fly

~

Poem #488 from a series of poems drawn from the imagination and collected as: a Bachelard reverie.

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