I wasn’t born with wings

but maybe…


I will lift off.

“We have lift off!”,


Great Blue Heron in flight. Lower Klamath Fall National Wildlife Refuge. California

someone announces.

Birds with wings

will scatter at my

comparative hulk,

cruising their airspace.

Grounded is limiting.

Gravity is the big daddy.

Once you break free,

soaring on your own,

who knows?

who might you meet:

Snoopy & the Red Baron-

the dueling and daring

aerobatic duo,

once you’re airborne,

parachute strapped on,

goggles askew.

Photograph © Dennis Frates Photography  http://www.fratesphoto.com/


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