ivor or ivor.e hogg
Wingless Flight - Poem by ivor or ivor.e hogg
I sometime sit and wonder why
There are some birds which cannot fly.
The Emu and the Ostrich too
Remain earthbound as we have to
The penguins clad in black and white,
they too have lost the power of flight.
They do their flying in the sea
I don’t know why it puzzles me.
I have no wings I cannot fly
but if I had I would rise high.
Above the land, above the sea.
Instead of sitting miserably
confined by age to my arm chair.
My aching joints are hard to bear.
Despite my disability
I have the capability
To disregard reality
Immerse my self in fantasy
and fly to where I want to be.
I don’t need wings to carry me.
I travel at the speed of thought
to where the silver dragons sport
I do not need to leave my chair
imagination takes me any where.
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