Monkeys can’t fly he wailed
My bones are heavy, my homemade feathers stale
Loop-flapping thermals, cocooned by family
Fostered by a soaring Gull canopy
Plummeting, rising, air-streaming, flying?
Steady at last, love-lifted, gliding
Devotion spanning plumage he sings
Love gives you wings
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Flying monkeys, If only Icarus could see 🙂
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Indeed! Luckily the sun was far from his wings. 😀
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Ya 😀 lol
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Very entertaining.
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Thanks Pam!
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I was always scared of the flying monkeys on the Wizard of Oz, no matter what their velocity.
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Me too! But this little adopted monkey is depending on family. He’s really quite sweet.
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An excellent for gargleblaster! Hope you enjoyed it! “My bones are heavy, my homemade feathers stale.” What a great line! Nice work! TiV
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Thanks for your encouragement. TiV 🙂
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Nice one.
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Thanks
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Delightful idea. Your words fly all by themselves.
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Thanks, you always make me smile! 😀
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I love wings!
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Imagine soaring, being lifted by love…amazing, or are do you mean the kind you eat? 😀
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So many images of flight in this.
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Thank you.
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So clever. Great opening line, which brought Icarus to mind, and ending on a much more accessible note.
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Thank you for your kind words Sarah Ann.
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Love does create some beautiful wings, doesn’t it?
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Love lifts us through the tough times, gives us confidence, helps us soar! Thanks Jen.
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I love this line, “My bones are heavy, my homemade feathers stale.” Great visual image.
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blockquote>Thank you Jennifer, sometimes we all feel like that!
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I enjoyed reading this. Each line had a definitive beat to it. Clever write.
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Thanks so much Renada.
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I enjoyed your take on the prompt.
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Thanks Mike. 🙂
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Love…this is awesome!
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Thank you for your kind words Kathy.
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My favorite moment is “Plummeting, rising, air-streaming, flying?” It captures the roller coaster we all go on when we fall in love and take a leap of faith. And the “flying?” made me think of the times when I was younger when I wasn’t sure I was doing it right. That is, loving someone correctly. Great writing, LHN. A strong first entry!
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What a perfect interpretation. It makes me so happy that you can see the deeper meaning inside. Thank you so much!
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Beautiful and uplifting. Wonderful to read.
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Thank you Danielle.
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I like that the group lifted him up, in their way, so he could fly. Beautifully done!
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Thanks so much Tina. The love of a family can do amazing things.
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Awesome one! I doubt my first try will be half as glorious.
Keep up the great bloggin’!
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Thanks for your encouragement, DragonSpark
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Very interesting take on the prompt with a touching final line.
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Thanks Marcy.
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Love the last line. Great imagery!
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Thank you. 🙂
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There’s so much energy and movement in your language here it really does bring flight to mind. This was my favourite line: “Fostered by a soaring Gull canopy.” I love the image and I think it’s wonderfully musical.
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Thanks Blake for your kind comments. That’s what I was hoping for, and there’s always a rhythm going when I write. Years of being a musician I guess.
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Yes, I expect it must “train” your imagination to operate naturally along certain channels, so to speak.
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