by Rickey Rivers Jr.
When you saw me in the sky
I thought you’d shoot me down
but you only watched me fly.
I flew from here to there
with wings from dreams,
the wind in my hair.
Eyes on the sun,
I cut through clouds,
made you hope
you could join this trip
around this hip,
around this world.
Deny you not,
eyes on the sun.
You love the show,
acrobatic performance.
It waters your eyes,
flutters your heart,
tingles your brain.
You can join me you know.
Close your eyes, open your heart, free your mind.
You too will see the sun as I do.
You too will travel
so very far from home.
You too will look down
and see spectators watch,
their mind’s a wonder.
You too
can be at this height,
knowing that your wings will never let you down.
You’ll roam so very far from home.
Wings will sprout from within your bones.
Rickey Rivers Jr was born and raised in Alabama. He is a writer and cancer survivor. His work has appeared in Picaroon Poetry, Back Patio Press, Marias at Sampaguitas, Crepe & Penn (among other publications). Follow him on Twitter @storiesyoumight or his website https://storiesyoumightlike.wordpress.com/. His third mini collection of 3×3 poems is available now: https://www.amazon.com/dp/B07VDH6XG5.
(And take a moment to read Rickey’s poem Somewhere Separation from our September 16, 2019 Weekly. – Elephants Never)