if flight tasted like moon, or sun, or sky
I would fly
but confined to being carried
flight tastes like bad airplane food
it’s all varying degrees of cardboard
paper airplanes pushing plastic blue
I would fly
but I need your hand to lift me
to feed me paper promises
so my feet no longer eat ground
Author notes
prompt: bad airplane food
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A contest entry
- Quickie Now #47 by amaranthine lover.
970 points, ended August 4, 7 entries
Bronze trophy winner
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Please tell me what you think
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Very creative dearie! Loved this one a lot!
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I thought HM and see it was bronze..ty ty
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A wondrous take on the prompt, my Friend. I especially liked your two ending lines. Good luck in Christina's contest, Sweetie. 
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with Amarathine lover, you just know it has to be far-edged.... ty gf.
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I like the take on the prompt, very good.
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ty pineapple eyes..I have long loved amarathine lover's poetry and sharp-edged writing..I tried to make it a poem she could get her teeth into.
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