Dream Of Flying Poem by Jan Simons

Saul Idago
brought up again
in a letter to his kin, Aaron
his undying dream of flying

in a ship with lacy wings
gears and things
that spun and whirled
about silently

except when
periodically
one could see
and hear
small explosions of gas

that would propel all up and forward
(no need to be worried)
as it would rise only between
3 and 8 feet with each blast.

So there’d be no fear of falling
for if it did happen
and one found oneself thrown
to the ground,

It’d be quick and rather light.
as from this minuscule height
there wouldn't be much of a wound
to be found.

He further wrote,
It would be a ship
you could relax in
maybe take a nap
once or twice a day

It would promote healing
as it would serve as a repose
from daily dealings
Would I kid you? .Nay!

Let us stimulate our lives here
Cast a golden spear
Set a date before
Summer’s Farewell

to build a ship
not an ordinary one, it
would fly, and be painted
a vibrant brilliant yellow,

to signify
this luminescent idea,
wouldn’t you agree
especially once everything
is all off the ground

By my own insight
It can take flight!
Do not unjustly accuse me
of not being sound.

Can I influence you at all
Come on now, join in with young Saul
Match your thoughts up
together with mine.

It’s a fresh new idea
leave it to me, I’ll
soar on through with it
positively in time.

Now his kin, Aaron’s has rode
in all kinds of ships it’s told
but only those buoyant
upon the water

So when he heard
these words,
he thought the idea
absurd
and so sat down to
answer the letter.

Let this dream die, boy
forget it, oh I do say
Let it go the way
of the Dodo Bird

This ship would not be fit
with such a strange engine, it
would be as a storm
packed full of trouble.

Well, like stone, this kid Idago
took the news
one to one, quite cold,
but then he became
rather hot

And though wounded
were his feelings
Did he let go of the dream?
I dare say, “Not! ”

He got up early
many hours
before anything
was fully opened
day upon day
on his own

To observe, study, and draw
everything he saw
that had ever floated, glided
or flown.

His kin Aaron, did ease up
on expressing his own thoughts
once he saw how determined
the boy became.

In fact,
he added scientific knowledge,
and modified what he could
in the drawings and the plans
that Saul made.

He left the final rendition
and the building
to the boy’s imagination
with the hope that
in the end he might say,

“Whoopy, he got off the ground!
I knew it all along
It’s the making of a historical day!

In the meanwhile
he could count on Ester
if he asked her,
to make a most delicious tea

It was while doing so,
I’ll have you know
he heard a sound that
rose up his curiosity.

So much so, he let his tea go, cold
which bugged this lady considerably
but he had to know
what made such a sound so,
he rose up and took his leave.

When out of the forest clearing
down through the meadow
and up onto the roadside
triumphantly

came an apparition with lacy wings
gears and things
that spun and whirled
about silently

except when periodically
one could see and hear
small explosions of gas

that propelled all up and forward
as Saul Idago pushed and pulled
on the buttons and gears
that caused the blast.

“Whoopy, he got off the ground!
I knew it all along”, cheered Aaron
as he hopped, skipped, and ran all the way

to get a closer view, of this ship
and his young nephew,
making this a
most historical day!