Oh To Fly

Posted by Rob Kistner | Filed under Poetry


…collage entitled “Rising” — by: Rob Kistner 2003…



Oh To Fly

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oh to glide
in buoyed flight
rocket skyward
loop great circles

lift high on mighty thermals
never be earthbound again

not tethered to stone and clay
no slave of gravity today

oh this day to be soaring
swooping diving
banking flying

to be drifting
on the jet streams
all alone

to feel the joy
of total freedom
aloft without trying

to live as one
possessed of feather
and hollow bone

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rob kistner © 2012

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“Flying Down” by David Salle
• this poem loosely inspired by this visual prompt at Magpie Tales

Permalink | Comments (6) | Sep 24, 2012

6 Responses to “Oh To Fly”

  1. Shers Gallagher Says:
    September 24th, 2012 at 6:51 am

    I was born into a family of pilots and taken up in the sky early on. I appreciate so much what you’re saying here. This miraculous freedom to soar with the birds often easily puts all our other dreads, fears and other man-made silliness into a more lofty, light and freeing perspective. :)

  2. Tess Kincaid Says:
    September 24th, 2012 at 7:21 am

    Beautiful…fly high Rob…

  3. Rashmi Says:
    September 24th, 2012 at 7:34 am

    Beautiful poem..

  4. Helen Says:
    September 24th, 2012 at 9:46 am

    The collage is truly awesome … I felt flight in every line!

  5. wayne Says:
    September 24th, 2012 at 1:20 pm

    good one Rob…..just before reading your words…I was outside with our dog for a short walk….AND…of course a couple of paragliders overhead floating down in a clear blue Autumn sky…they jump from a mtn ledge just up behind us…your words said it ALLLLLLL….happy trails

  6. Laurie kolp Says:
    September 25th, 2012 at 10:33 am

    A wonderful flight, rob!

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