Thursday, October 15, 2015

2015 OctPoWriMo #15: On a Day without Consequence

On a Day without Consequence

I would find the swings,
metal rings
and the rubbered sling
of a seat.

I would scuff my feet,
sneakers neat
advance, retreat
to the sky.

And maybe this time
learn to fly.

Poet's Note:  The prompt...what would you do on a day without consequence?  There were so many possibilities with this prompt...but I have missed swings...the feel of the wind on my cheeks, the pinch of the chains suspending, the pump of my feet