Poemorama at Paper Poetry

The Fun of Flying

A free verse poem

photo by author — edited in Canva

swinging, swaying, up down up
the fun of flying like a pendulum
I feel the air, a fan upon my cheek
tickle tickle along my nose,
tousle tangle through my hair
a tinge of spritz upon my lips
buzz buzz whizz past my ears
swinging, swaying, up down up
I love that I’m flying on my own
birds flap their wings and wave at me
chirping…