Forgotten Ground Regained

I smile earwide

Cassidy McFadzean
I ride the chariot rail, roam the billowroadtrammelled to soft skies, sightseeing steering mewhere flycatchers soar. I flutter like a mastcloth,my woundhue sign ‧ against a seafoam of green.I call on far countries, comfortclothe swarmsof ritereaching hands, heads twisted upward,watching as I wander ‧ the warped stony lane.It takes me all day ‧ to traverse my footpathso I smile earwide ‧ and wage timepassing tricks.As faces follow, I make figures swoon.But I’m prickle-edged ‧ and my icepiercing gazethrows poison darts ‧ deep into the eyesof the bunches waiting ‧ breathbated, limbquivering.As I wave and go, withdrawing by day,I leave their outfits ‧ lifeless, deflated.When I reappear ‧ they’ll praise me as a god.Say what I’m called, speak my name.
Copyright © Cassidy McFadzean, 2012 First published in RiddleHoard
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Answer: The Sun.