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ABC Wednesday - A - Archer's flight

And away! Far away! Far far away!
Archer knew this
Monologue
Almost by heart now.
After witnessing 21 fledgling flights,
Anybody would have.
So when it was his turn,
He stood erect,
Flapped his wings …
And jumped.
All before
That away, far far away wisdom.
And then it happened.
First the fall,
The sink,
The struggle
With air, assistance
And then lack of it.
Teacher’s voice
Became a background.
After seemingly long few seconds
And seemingly some more futile flapping
Archer found his bearing.
The proud teacher looked on
As another one flew

Away, far away, far far away.

Linking with ABC Wednesday - A

Comments

  1. I love this!

    Leslie
    abcw wednesday

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  2. Wonderful.

    Linda
    ABC Wednesday Team

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  3. Great Ruby! I like that! Have a great weekend!
    Wil, ABCW Tea m.

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    1. Thank you so much Wil. You too have a splendid weekend ahead.

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  4. I don't know why but this reminded me of images of people jumping from the twin towers.

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    1. Oh I didn't mean to evoke such images, Sandra. Thank you so much.

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  5. Absolutely amazing piece of artistic work with so many A-words, perfect for the A-week!! Love the speed of the poem at the beginning, a slow take off, then gaining momentum and finally the slow flapping halt fading into the far far away space!! Applause!! Ruby!!

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  6. lots of AIRY imagery!

    ROG, ABC Wednesday team

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  7. they always leave - they always fly away. :) beautifully done, Ruby. :)

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  8. perfect for ABC Wednesday, have time to visit my ABC Wednesday

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