Peter Jones

The Power Of Flight - Poem by Peter Jones

To dream of flying, across the rooftops
and out over the coal black sea.
To shed the weight that holds me down
I flex my untroubled muscles

The final hours will quickly flee the field
no excuses now.
No reasons for undue delay.
To stand upon the edge
forever is no option.
If I must fly
I fly today.

And on that edge, upon the dream,
I simply step - take just one pace
and fly exultant in the night
of nights unwitnessed;
save for the keeper of the gate
who may not recognise
my face.

Do I fall or do I fly?
The first short step will soon tell me
that, if I fall,
in swooping down,
so shall someone say of me
that in his inconsequential way
he tried to fly, in valediction,

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Poem Submitted: Sunday, November 18, 2007

Poem Edited: Monday, April 25, 2011

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