Artwork by Ulrike Bolenz
Courtesy Tess Kinkaid, Magpie Tales on blogspot.com
Of course I can fly
Anytime I want to
Look at my wings
What
You can't see them?
I can fly absolutely
Take off anytime
I choose to
Believe
Whatever you want
It is very hard
To make that first
Flight on my own
Away
From what I know
It is fine for you
To sit and judge
You don't know
Glue
Holds me together.
Barbara M Lake ©
Trinidad, WI
May 2015
Love the.last.stanza.
ReplyDeleteThank you. Not sure where it came from!! Something to do with being stuck in a rut!
DeleteOr just 'stuck'!
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Deletei like last but one stanza, very beautifully and aptly said.
ReplyDeletesurprising indeed!
ReplyDeleteA surprise end but then...I believe in faeries. lol
ReplyDeleteLove it Bee.
The glue that holds many of us together is as invisible to some as the wings. Beautiful piece.
ReplyDeletesuper glue for a super flyer!
ReplyDeleteSometimes there is an odd comfort stuck in a rut and a fear of spreading our wings.
ReplyDeleteExcellent write Bee.
Anna :o]
ah, smitten with your inner vision
ReplyDeleteNo one can know how hard another has it. Good work!
ReplyDeleteGlue indeed...enjoyed this, Bee...
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