You don’t understand: anyone can fly
My story is clear, but few read it well
It’s true: I did burn, plummet and die
My father’s experiment went to hell
For me, at least, the plunge was worth the climb
I kissed the sky with lusty excitement;
We are all being burned in flames of time
Our fragile, waxed wings fanning firmament
I just spoke with a woman, calm, clever
She had just done a hard, tedious job
I told a joke for her, same as ever
We made light laughter of a looming sob
Learn to fly, and lift up those who must crawl
Until we all wear wings, and never fall
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D. J. Reddall
I write because my time is limited and my imagination is not.
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This is a masterpiece. I can't pick a favourite line because they're all amazingly written. So well done!
Excellent take on Icarus… I especially like this line: “We are all being burned in flames of time”🤩
Such an “uplifting” sonnet! Well done!
You make me think about rethinking failure- whether permanent or temporary. After all, the experiment of desperation worked for one.