Longing to be more than a kite

by Ole Carsten   Jan 30, 2012


I was born as a kite..

Created by skillful hands
Colored with copper
Clay and milk

Thrown in the wind..

Learned flying
By crashes and repair
Mastered the art rapidly

Now dreaming to become
A real dragon filled
With life and blood..

To be loved by
A Dragon

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  • 13 years ago

    by Ole Carsten

    Thanks a lot the poet club is called the kite runners, and it is a poem for the celebration of good poets
    love
    ole

  • 13 years ago

    by Dagmar Wilson

    This is cute

  • 13 years ago

    by Ole Carsten

    Thanks tj
    great comments for a small kite, like me :)

  • 13 years ago

    by TJ Arizona Eagle

    Nicely done Ole
    and a good little exercise writing about kites..

  • 13 years ago

    by Ole Carsten

    Hi

    I hope you feel your advice pays off, :)

    ole

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