The Rudiments of Wings

"Every secret memory, every experience in life, and every thought can be written within the words of a poem." Quote - by Constance my writing is rudiments ... of planning ... it is undeveloped ... and totally imperfect ... in the beginning my poem is basic needing more elements and some nitty-gritty more guts and a lot more heart ~ storms shake the ocean of my sleep I dream of wings fluttering, fluttering of eagles gliding on whispering winds ~ I must make a foundation that is strong dig deep into my soul for the right emotions laying the groundwork is essential finding the right words and right poetic voice then rewriting and rewriting my poem ~ clouds sail across the sky in my imagination oh, my heart is a temple of withered memories and my mind full of the gauzy feathers ~ I write without stopping the word pouring from my pen I do not hesitate but I do linger and then I take a breath and read my creation sighing, I read it again and again checking the grammar ... the 'poetic voice' ... and it is beautiful ~ so like a mother I cherish this poem born I hold it to my heart ... then I send it on wings to fly and soar ... in the world ...like an eagle gliding ~ _____________________ February 18, 2022 Poetry/Free Verse/The Rudiments of Wings Copyright Protected, ID 02-1331-105-18 All Rights Reserved, 2022, Constance La France Theme chosen- The Rudiments of Wings Written for the Standard contest This or That, Vol. 10 sponsor, Edward Ibeh, Judged 03/02/2022 Second Place