“Final Flight” Slightly dark #Poetry #Decisions that define us
Sometimes, a single choice can change a life’s course. What decisions have shaped you?
Final Flight
I took my first flight at four
slipped away from a sitter
wrapped in high school intrigue
a controversy over something
some life altering teenage circumstance
that required non-stop video chat
slipped away from a sitter
wrapped in high school intrigue
a controversy over something
some life altering teenage circumstance
that required non-stop video chat
I ran as I had seen older siblings run
all of them at least three times before
full speed
down the hall and out the open door
up, up and away
all of them at least three times before
full speed
down the hall and out the open door
up, up and away
that first great leap
heaved me up and sent me flying
first soaring like a motorized bird
off the porch and over seven steep stairs
then plummeting like a stone sack
landed me bloodied
broken and blinded
completely conscious on the sidewalk
heaved me up and sent me flying
first soaring like a motorized bird
off the porch and over seven steep stairs
then plummeting like a stone sack
landed me bloodied
broken and blinded
completely conscious on the sidewalk
where I waited for several hours that were only seconds
with a million new miseries
that would in time dissipate and finally disappear
and three deeper hurts, head, hip, and hope
that would require a lifelong diet of medications
anti-inflammatory and anti-depressant
and keep me limping, literally and metaphorically
mentally, physically and emotionally
trapped in darkness
never able to run
and three deeper hurts, head, hip, and hope
that would require a lifelong diet of medications
anti-inflammatory and anti-depressant
and keep me limping, literally and metaphorically
mentally, physically and emotionally
trapped in darkness
never able to run
I made that one spectacular leap
and never made a second one
Frankie Valinda Ghee
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