When Gravity Held No Meaning.

When Gravity Held Little Meaning.

I remember
crossing the sky
in sneaker-ed feet,
toes pointed upward,
against the

cobalt blue,
swinging skyward,
when I

was bored
between chains,
and then

letting go,
arms and

legs akimbo,
as I

sailed heavenward,
laughing uproariously,
and the

making a
polished two

point landing
in the

soft grass below,
I was

an astronaut
on a

space walk,
a pilot

bailing out
of his bomber,
a bird

on a

twenty story ledge,
leaping out

on a wing

and a prayer.
I was a kid

jumping across
the borders

of imagination,
and landing

many years later
as a poet

who misses
the rush

of his youth.


More by this Author

  • Eulogy For A Lost Cause.

    In the heat of the moment when life's at dire risk, one does not see the humanity of the enemy, one only sees the murderous intent. Only later if the opportunity arises can one sit and ponder it.

  • A Trio Of Short Thoughts.

    A trio of short thoughts. 1.- Regret 2.- Friday night on the road. 3.- Love is...... ©-MFB III Regret is an Egret standing on one leg always wondering if it should have used two till the wave of an...

  • Peace Sleeps In The Dust Of Long Lost Dreams.

    An extract remarks a north. Peace Sleeps in the the Dust of Lost Dreams. © -MFB III They came to the old hippie, a poet of great merit, asking him for hope. just some peaceful solutions freshly penned, ...


No comments yet.

    Sign in or sign up and post using a HubPages Network account.

    0 of 8192 characters used
    Post Comment

    No HTML is allowed in comments, but URLs will be hyperlinked. Comments are not for promoting your articles or other sites.

    Click to Rate This Article