Wings

the wings are still there
propped in a dark corner
of a forgotten room
since childhood

shaggy and moth-eaten
dull gray with dust
feathers drooping
beneath Time’s weight

they whisper of a dream
where anything is possible
where I can fly
if only I believe

and possess a child’s courage
to strap on gossamer wings
constructed of innocence and faith
and leap blindly into space

Photo via Pixabay

 

21 thoughts on “Wings”

  1. Fantastic and  amazing poem. Just short and straight forward.

    You are a phenomenal person with such incredible poem.

    Am so glad that I had to comment on it.
    I hope you have a wonderful and relaxing day.

    #PATRICKSTORIES
    Peace ✌and Love ❤

    Liked by 1 person

      1. Thank you! I appreciate your thoughtful response.

        Such an awesome way of replying someone. Thanks. Again
        As always your posts are incredible and I enjoying reading every word down till the last line. I must say that you are probably one of the excellent bloggers on WordPress that write inspired
        Writing/post

        Also, I just posted:

        THE FATE OF A WOMEN-THE FOUR BROKEN MIRRORS (TALES)

        Would love to know your views. Love to see your contributions on it. I’m always excited for your comment. 🙂

        You are welcome

        #PATRICKSTORIES
        Peace ✌and Love ❤

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