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Wings: A Poem


If I had wings,

I'd flly over the mountains I can't climb,

If I was a bird,

I'd soar over stormy seas and feel sublime,

If I could fly,

I'd know that no distance is too far,

If I had wings,

I'd stop and land right where you are.


Agnes on January 22, 2014:

Beautiful love poem...

Bronwen Scott-Branagan from Victoria, Australia on January 22, 2014:

Sweet little poem and beautiful images.

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Erin Bower (author) from Georgia on January 20, 2014:

pochinuk: Thanks for sharing your thoughts! I wrote this earlier this evening. I'm not sure how it came to me, but I'm trying to write a poem a day. If I miss a day, then I try to catch up when I have time. I am determined to write 365 poems this year. I was attempting to think of something to write about and I thought of flying (I'm sure I was drinking coffee around that time). Thank you for reading!

pochinuk on January 20, 2014:


"...wings..." "...bird..." ""

I was having strong selfsame thinkings:

Not sure when you wrote this, but yesterday I went out to sit on a pail under a lean-to on our barn ( a usual spot to gaze at this lovely Winter Wonderland in Northern MI).

Again, as usual, I forgot my I Pod; and ran to get it, because that moment of "thought" came upon me. "Oh that I had wings like a dove, to fly away and be at rest." (not my words).

I was staring at our lovely Hemlock tree, and as only a silly poet would do, trudged almost knee deep to get some photography to go with the verse that I was attempting to type on the mobile yellow pad (a.k.a. Notes).

Tell me how these words came to you...was it of athletic feat? or in quiet contemplation with a hot beverage? or by candlelight? or anything?

I would be interested in knowing.


B A Tobin from Connnecticut on January 20, 2014:

:) Keep going! Thank you!

Erin Bower (author) from Georgia on January 20, 2014:

barbat79: Thanks!

B A Tobin from Connnecticut on January 20, 2014:


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