Fallen Kite
A colorful streamer
Wags her tail,
Pawing and fawning
Like dolphin in the sky
Out of the blue
She crash lands
Slipping altitude
No signals, nor runway radars
Just a still long
Snake like corpse held invisible
The tyre marks sketch
On her bamboo bones
She’s quiet and lies unmoved
No owner’s howls
Nor victory shouts
Until a child stuck her ground
Refused to cross
The even tarred road
She drops that hand
Picks the kite
Brushes the sand
Blows it high
All of one foot high