in response to the prompt
Wind
A Blustery wind
on a stretch of sand
a perfect launchpad
to set off a kite
As it captures
the northern breeze
it rises high
and its tail follows
Watch as the wind
and the sun in the sky
paint colours down
on the seaside below
Twisting and turning
the kite ducks and dives
using the wind
to stay alive
Other Kite poems : https://inkdropblog.wordpress.com/2015/10/24/ode-to-a-kite/
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