A mid morning domed sky of azure blue
the clouds are beginning to build and brew
the release is pulled to set the glider free
from the aircraft which has towed it and me
Five thousand feet high above the ground
to explore the sky to see what can be found
above the growing shape changing clouds
far away from earth bound crowds
Happily soaring over my ethereal domain
of diaphanous mountains, valleys and plains
the whisper of my passage through the air
is the only sound made while I'm there
Creamy whites, pale yellows and blue greys
ever changing colours and a milky haze
parade before my eyes as I fly by
through the valleys in the landscape in the sky
Now below the clouds is a different scene
the ground below a familiar green
the bottom of the clouds look flat in shape
but above them is a hidden cloudscape
Fifteen hundred feet and being pulled down by gravity's hand
If lift cannot be found I will have to land
the clouds are searched for thermal activity
to provide lift to support the glider and me
Circling round and round in the lift that's found
and rising like an eagle high above the ground
at three thousand feet I will call it a day
and glide to the airfield far away
On the final approach, touchdown and the glider slowed
safely on the ground and the glider in the hanger stowed
heading home for one of the things I like most
a cup of tea, marmalade, butter and toast
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Author:
Langton (
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- Comment from author about the poem: Unfortunately I cannot fly anymore but I have some great memories of chasing clouds.
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Comments3
Fine words Langton, flying with the clouds in silence must be wonderful.
Andy
Thank you Andy for your encouraging comment.
I've observed this via my armchair and TV screen - amazing. As for actually participating, I'm totally with Neil above - in fact I should plagiarise 99% of it.
Enjoyed the write, its structure and the last line has my seal of approval......!
Hi Doggerel, Thanks for your encouraging comment.
well, thanks to your words
I'm gonna tick-off
'learn to fly' from my bucket list;
who needs all those training hours and expensive lessons,
when we can just read your poetry
close our eyes and imagine, that majestic scenery and exhilarating experience, you paint: so vividly eloquent..
thank you, for choosing to share
Your response has made the time and effort that went into writing the poem worthwhile, thank you.
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