michael warburton

A Flight Of Fantasy - Poem by michael warburton

Have you ever wanted to cut blue from the sky
or reach out and touch the moon
Have you never felt the tropical heat
or watched a myriad of colour in a sheltered lagoon
When did you last pit your strength against a dragonfly
to rid her of her gossamer wing
or raced a swallow on a Summer's eve
to the land of eternal Spring

In asses milk you would love to bathe
to relax on a feathery cloud
and follow the sun over hill and dale
until a mountain becomes its shroud

Have you swum a river's course
or felt the depth of a lake
Have you warmed an icy wind
or shed a tear for the gentle snowflake
It is not too late to lose yourself
in a kaleidoscope of thought
perchance to find peace of mind
or be snared by life and truly caught.

michael warburton 1974

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, March 8, 2012

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