The Airman

Garry

His shapeless mass of flesh and bone

stains, with blood, the ancient stone. 

For from a nearby tower, tall and strong 

he thought he'd fly, but he was wrong. 

 

 

March 2017.

  • Author: Garry (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: March 20th, 2017 17:09
  • Comment from author about the poem: I got the first line more or less as it is by mishearing a comment on the radio. I think it's about loss and unfulfilled ambition, but it might be about something else.
  • Category: Gothic
  • Views: 21
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Comments5

  • Fay Slimm.

    A terse and well composed summary in compelling rhyme of tragic results when risks are taken too soon. Welcome Garry and look forward to reading more of your work

    • Garry

      Thank you. Nice to be on board.

    • BRIAN & ANGELA

      WELCOME GARRY ~ Thanks for your first poem which aptly describes one of the many effects of LSD ~ MAN I feel I can fly ! Thanks for sharing ~ Please check my Poems ~ Yours BRIAN (UK)

      • Garry

        Wouldn't know about the LSD. Started off with something I misheard on Radio 4 and reading to many pan books of horror when i was young(er)

      • MendedFences27

        It reminds me of all those old newsreels of men and their flying machines, which never flew, and some were killed attempting to do so. Very succinct, great rhyming, and a very thoughtfully planned presentation. Words well chosen to convey the image. I think it's about wild carelessness, or insanity, or maybe drug addiction, hopeless causes all. One must try to prepare skillfully before attemping such folly. On the other hand, where would we be without courageous experimenter. - Phil A.

        • Garry

          Thank you. Where indeed.

        • Goldfinch60

          That's what comes of flying too near the sun. Good write.

          • Garry

            Lost dreams and unfulfilled ambition, but yes you have

          • JustABird

            You're so good at painting a picture with your words. I envy that.

            • Garry

              Thank you. I'm glad you like it.



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