In trying to write more, I have taken up the practice of writing more poetry.

Because I’ve decided to try posting to this blog more and because I’m writing more poetry, I figured I might as well post it….

So – reply with your answer 🙂

Who am I?

The flight of my fancy pursued,

Weightless on waxen wings

for a fleeting moment

The featherless freedom of my bonds  –

broken, the bars bent

I soar swiftly, unswerving, fearless

until singed I fall swiftly into

The freedom of breathless bonds

With the weight of futility on my shoulders

I sink

and the sea swallows my soul.