Feather Poem by Owen Bittner

Feet dangling wishing never to meet the ground, watching
as a sunrise Dali paints the waking clouds with
surreal brushstrokes of brilliant red and fierce orange

The world without hatred, stunning from my view up high
in reality an earth waking from a restless slumber
wearily pleading a ceasefire for the sake of humanity

Overwhelmed by the irony of this paradoxical moment
I am afforded a glimpse of such stunning sights
as I’m on task to make sure someone else ceases to be

Wishing to float forever never to touch down, anxious
over the viciousness expected against a person
I’ve never met taking all he is
and all he will ever be

Squeezing my lids tight
as a drop escapes
This moment in the scrapbook
of my psyche
How have we come to this?