festival of kites
souls dancing on the gusts of life
coloured ribbons of language trailing, flapping in the void
- kids running, jerking up their bamboo frames
- high up a rice paper moon sailing, shining smilingly
- a butterfly attracted, painting a transparent rainbow
- a five fold construction dancing in beautiful synchronous flight
- a heart with silken red inked strips leaking
- a dragonfly hovering, it's eyes on fire
- the intermittent diabolic dive of a black ace of spades
- and several box kites defying gravity
-angels circling about the Nativity

allan...built and flew kites as a likke lad...wonderful up and down drafts in the islands...
attended several of the international kite flying contests held annually in singapore...
like you...the poet in me sees so much more in the sky...your poem rekindles wonderful memories...
thanks...rasta rascal
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most welcome rasta - glad i can repay some of your marvelous loops in here recently :) -- allan (#)--x-x-x--------
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btw. - the name of "kite" in danish is : "drage" - a dragon (from the chinese), which is a beautiful picture in itself -- allan