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
and the sea swallows my soul.