And the poetry of life flies on.
I cannot lie – I took this idea from a fellow poet as I loved the shape of some of her poems. Thank you for the inspiration, Kim from Writing In North Norfolk.
This is it in word format because my mobile formatting makes a mess of it..
Soaring in clouds
A break in the blue sky
Silently diving and swooping
Tension on line, a dead stillness
Settling, its rhythm gentle, smooth,
Bobbing at the end of the line, just waits,
A pull, a twist of the wrist, send it diving low,
A wrist flick…
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