Sky Dancer

Sky Dancer
by John Trent

Tethered freedom on a heavenly sky
With cries of gulls over crashing waves
Unswerving and steady, a salt laced breeze
Growing, ever slight, with each moment’s pass

No clouds above for the eyes to see
A flight of pelican skim the rolling glass
Drafting the current of ever changing air
Searching the swell for the afternoon’s catch

With purples and greens, she soars ever higher
Her feathered tail contrasted by blue
Writhing and drifting on each surging breeze
She blissfully tip-toes over oat covered dunes

Green touches heaven on the distant horizon
A lone white sail rides Poseidon’s touch
Slowly drifting, she grows into view
And unhurriedly returns to her harbor home

So beautiful, she waives and continues to dance
Climbing and falling, wafting side to side
The tether slackens on the subsiding breeze
And on evening's calm, her dance must soon end