Forum: The Poetry Exchange

Fall and Wish for Flying

Four by six platform
One hundred feet above the ground and
pierced through by a ladder of one hundred rungs
Reaching from the earth, Reaching for the heavens
One hundred feet above the soil and surrounded by
blue skies in three hundred and sixty degrees.

Wish for wings
and no fears in winds blowing for the horizon.
Know living and know of plummeting
faster than
knowing for the ground.
Love that girl, she insisted from her pit in the papasan chair.
Jump! she yelled with a catch in her throat
Fall and search for flight.

A. Jones

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