A Downy Feather by Daginne Aignend

I knew the energy was different

A strange vigor, a diffuse light pulsating

from my shoulders into my biceps

I could feel the emerging strength

as I spread my arms, flapping

An exciting sensation came over me

when I levitated just a few inches

above the floor and hovered,

just before my feet touched the ground again

I blinked my eyes, pinched my cheek

but nothing changed

The soft energy glow was still all around me

My legs trembled when I jumped out of the window

Panic, in a freefall towards the moist cobblestones

Again I flapped with my arms, fluttering ...

Floating on the soothing airstreams

above the desolate streets at night

Gliding between the rooftops,

increasing my speed

till I was a powerful jet conquering the skies

I never knew what really happened

but my shoulders got more muscular

after that night

And occasionally, after waking up,  I found  

a little downy white feather on my cushion

Daginne Aignend is a pseudonym for the Dutch poetess Inge Wesdijk. She likes hard rock music, photography and fantasy books. She is a vegetarian and spends a lot of time with her animals. Daginne started to write English poetry five years ago and posted some of her poems on her Facebook page and on her fun project website www.daginne.com. She has been published in some online Poetry Review Magazines with a pending publication at the Contemporary Poet's Group anthology 'Dandelion in a Vase of Roses'.