
Photograph (c) Reena Walking, available at http://www.missingthemomgene.com/ (click to go to website)
In response to dVerse Poeticsprompt.
I’d nurture those expanses why not?
far across where the horizon smiles, too long
for it to be coincidence. Its cowardly
cold distance, its barrier; laugh at me will you?
Come closer! let’s settle this, man to man,
No?
Craven! I shout, outshout planes overhead
those that feel like pinpricks with their decibels,
like insatiable crows feasting on memories’, desires’ soft tissue.
To scare them away, I need wings. Stop boasting, share, you dumb bird!
Of course you won’t.
I’ll eat more fish, to garner strength.
If I pray to planes, one
will in its pity
enable my ascension. So I’m taught.
Then this meddling ocean
will be no more
than a sweet lake is
to a pelican’s flight on its strong fearless wings.
February 19, 2012 at 8:38 pm
Very nice…I like conversation format….strong fearless wings ~
Nice to meet you at D’verse ~
February 19, 2012 at 8:38 pm
smiles…if you ever catch the horizon let me know…and thanks for the smiles…
February 19, 2012 at 9:41 pm
Gotta love the idea of taking on planes from bird. The endless expanse of the horizon is an interesting idea, and it’s funny how this bird sees it on fighting terms. That desire to survive never dies, it seems! Nice write, and welcome.
February 20, 2012 at 12:14 am
goodness..the fearless bird and the plane…i like the boldness in this…well penned..
February 26, 2012 at 3:09 am
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