Swirling,
pulsating,
reckless wind
moving with mighty power,
pushing fiery horses before its wrath.
Climb aboard.

Carefully crafted waxen wings,
Daedalus feathers,
great and small,
brought together
in one magnificent sky structure.
Strap ‘em on!

Persian beauty
all redandblackandwhite
in velvet softness
against the sky.
Sit right down.

Streak of lightning
through the air
steed of white pinions
from hot blood conceived.
Hold on.

Mounds of molten gold
like autumn leaves
invite adventure.
Fairy dust,
Poppy tears.
Jump.

Nestled in down,
heavy lids
surrender to sweet slumber.
Sleep
to dream
to fly.

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NaPoWriMo — Day Nineteen:   Many years ago, “didactic” poetry was very common – in other words, poetry that explicitly sought to instruct the reader in some kind of skill or knowledge, whether moral, philosophical, or practical. Today, write the latter kind of “how to” poem – a didactic poem that focuses on a practical skill. Hopefully, you’ll be able to weave the concrete details of the action into a compelling verse. Also, your “practical” skill could be somewhat mythological, imaginary, or funny, like “How to Capture a Mermaid” or “How to Get Your Teenager to Take Out the Garbage When He Is Supposed To.”

I’ve always wanted to be able to fly.  The above stanzas explore different ways in which literary figures have flown.  Can you figure out who they are?  (We are all included in the last stanza . . . and I am off now to soar in my dreams. Good night!)

 

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