Disassembled…#NaPoWriMo2019 Day 2

National Poetry Writing Month

With a mighty thrust of imagination

Whilst keeping my breathing in check

I found I could fly without hesitation

A curious thing… you bet


Up and over, around and through

Buildings, forests and seas

Apparently, nothing that I couldn’t do

Soaring along with ease


Yet all good things must come to an end

As I tumbled back down to the ground

Disassembled was I after flying so high

Jerked awake in my bed I was found

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