The second of my collections of poems written for "Express It In Eight." |
| As usual these days, I choose blog format because it offers more space for the work. |
| Flying They tell me that the flying dream will free us from the bonds of earth; uplifting thought to me it seems - I have to guess at what it’s worth. The only time I took to flight, I had to flap with all my might, and never quite attained the heights - the tree tops caught me on that night. Line count: 8 Rhymed abab For Express It In Eight, 02.16.26 Prompt: Write a poem about when gravity lets you go. |