Those magnificent men in their splendid machines
of flapping wings
feathered
and flying too close to the sun
where they burned
and crashed,
or canvas framed
that barely left the ground with a hop skip and jump.
But soon they were followed by variations on balloons
filled
with hot air
or helium
or hydrogen.
Then came the airplanes
gliders
motors
jet propelled
sea planes
helicopters.
But in the end they’ll all be back
down to earth.
Gravity will ground them.
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Taking Flight
by by Lynn White
Lynn White lives in north Wales. Her work is influenced by issues of social justice and events, places and people she has known or imagined. She is especially interested in exploring the boundaries of dream, fantasy and reality. She was shortlisted in the Theatre Cloud 'War Poetry for Today' competition and has been nominated for a Pushcart Prize, Best of the Net and a Rhysling Award.
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