Approach

Baffled,
battered,
blown from heights:

I stayed the course and pray it's right.

Distanced,
driven,
dimming sights:

my skies, they never cease with night.

Shaken,
stonewalled,
strong, despite:

I'll fly until I reach my light.




Approach © Copyright 2021, Robert J. Tiess.

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12 lines.  Image prompt challenge (bird looking out at the world while standing centrally in front of the sun) - link: https://allpoetry.com/contest/2738104-Fantasy-589
Submitted: December 9, 2019









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