WINGED ODYSSEY
I do not envy
Them, who defy gravity
Yet, were i able
I would relable,
My feet to fly
My hands to try
Greeting moon maiden and martian
Where in persimmons grow a garden
When thunder clap, serious in storm
Challenges me, there to carry on.
WINGED ODYSSEY © gillena cox 2016
Get Listed, Equinox Edition, featuring Leonard Cohen
Challenged to select 3 or more words (or reasonable variants) from a given list and post a new poem
I chose gravity. able. storm
