.::-:The Den of the Last Angel:-::. - Badminton (2)

Sweat and
Chasing
Hit and
Run

Quick but
Coordinated

The shuttlecock soaring
Cutting through the air
Across the net within
Enemy reach

It flies again
towards me this time

I move
Like a cat
clever and strong
Lunging at it
My prey
With the intention of sending it back

The racket swishes through
Summer air
The birdie steals its movement
And flies away again