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On Dreamy Wings

Waking up from a sound sleep I felt unusually light Wasn’t sure what had come about But was shocked at the eerie sight In the place of my hands Had sprouted a pair of wings My mouth had pointed and curved like a beak Words came out like twittering songs My long and flabby legs Had turned into wire like sticks with paws And my toes shaped into Sharp pointed claws A tail had been fitted upon my back I was covered in a plumage of brown My body had thinned and turned so light And on my head I had a black fringed golden crown Feeling a strange urge to fly, I flapped my wings and threw myself into the air But I had a nose-dive into the woods below Never knew flying was like playing with fire Luckily I could perch on the branch of a tree Looking around I saw a parrot green He said he would teach me to fly He was at rest behind the foliage screen He said ‘Hop.. hop from branch to branch One step at a time will take you miles along’ One full day, religiously hopped the way I was told The next day as I flew in rounds, he came along Abruptly he announced, looking into the blue sky “Oh come! On wings of joy, we’ll fly Let us flit over hills and skim over dales” “Tuwee! Tuwee”, in shrill delight, we flew across the sky June.10. 2022 Flight Two Poetry Contest Sponsored by Chantelle Anne Cooke
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June 19, 2022 at 7:26 AM
Valsa, your writing is as vibrant as a flight on the wings of creativity. Your imaginative nature shines through. Best wishes for a win.
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June 14, 2022 at 1:33 PM
You became a very unique bird, Valsa. Lovely creature of God. Thanks for sharing you contest entry with us, good luck. May peace and tranquility be with you all the days of your life, my friend. Bill
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June 12, 2022 at 4:39 AM
What a lovely flight is was Valsa, a delightful read. I wish I could fly free as a bird in the sky… Belle
Horsman Avatar
June 11, 2022 at 5:46 AM
Having read this gem, makes one want to do exactly that, Fly.. great poetry love it.
Leffanta Avatar
June 10, 2022 at 11:09 AM
Soaring turns into flooring for humans except what Australians call Dream Time, which seems to have found its way to India? Enjoyed, Valsa! (captcha code is SUN) Aloha!
Pandit Avatar
June 10, 2022 at 5:09 AM
A flight on wings of imagination--a buoyant write, Valsa. Your creative spirits shine. Best to you.
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June 10, 2022 at 4:54 AM
It would be amazing to be able to fly seeing the world from above. Well written verse Valsa. Best of luck and enjoy your weekend. Tom
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June 10, 2022 at 2:11 AM
Fly up high towards the blue skies. Who would deny you, dear Valsa. Best for a win.
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