National Poetry Month: The Stuff of Dreams

The Stuff of Dreams

Falcons that cannot fly
painted black, like ravens
Are they golden underneath
their satin ebon sheen?
Or a fool’s daydream
wrapped in cellulose ribbon?

Perhaps such treasures merely
a hungry heart’s aspiration
seeking a hollow victory

© A. F. Stewart 2017 All Rights Reserved

Photo by Hank Risan (Hank Risan) [Public domain], via Wikimedia Commons