why alot of birds went by foot this weekend 

between the dancers, a dragonfly took to her wings 

ok, who is going to tell him he forgot the flag? 

at the starting gate, only one has heeded the sunscreen warning 

leading the dancers, he walked alone while the crowd watched the faces of his followers 

with small steps of a baby she covered the ground before her 

of forward motion 

when threads move as one, colour is seen 

and she shall have music where ever she goes 

undercover morris dancer spotted 

every young girl needs a fairy princess on their shoulder 

the offering of the sacred fire, plus a brew waiting 

a rainbow of colour 

like reeds in a river, moving in the afternoon breeze 

to the drum beat, the people faded away into the dance 

this years colours are subtle earth tones 

trevor is worried that his feather might not measure up 

breast plate 

of man and horse 

meeting of nations over the sacred fire 

feather in my cap just doesn't capture it 

a well turned heel 

in olden days, when a glimpse of stocking was something shocking 

a man is just not dressed without his white fringes 

tail feathers of colour