Wind whips around you as your wings push down,

Up and down air surrounds your wings and their rhythmic song

Enchanting song and eclectic melodies are these effortless flights.

The sky seems a friend in your monody, your effortless elegy.

I wish I could show you how beautiful your monstrous, garish wings make a picture,

Even shadow-filled as they are.

Garish and gargantuan though they are, they gleam in the night

Never detracting from your other-worldly beauty,

Dearest dreamer born from nightmares.

Little beast.

Madeline Foster

Age 14, Grade 8

School needed

District needed