Tag: Wings

  • Flight (Poem)

    I open the door and step out.

    I walk among fantastical beasts of rainbow hues

    That dance in flight and shimmer with the sun.

    I reach up to seize a passing cloud and ascend into the sky-held throng.

    My many wings unfurl with grace and soar me into the air.

    I am not bound by all you thought you knew of me

    Or even by what I considered of myself.

    I am magical indeed with chimerical form and abilities untold.

    As are you and you and you; as are we all.

    Blink your many arcane eyes and enter the revelry!

  • Wings (Poem)

    I want for you wings

    Seen only by you and those you choose.

    Let them be wondrously delicate

    With immense hidden power,

    Able to unfurl and carry you soaring

    On journeys filled with magic and delight.

    May they allow you

    To become a traveler of many realms,

    Unbound by convention and earthly concerns.

    As you glide through your days and nights,

    Listen for the trail of laughter and song

    That surely will follow.

    And no matter what might come,

    Ever remember that you can fly.

    (Written for R, also a poet.)