Impotent Without The Wind

wind gets into my sails
my sails sure think
highly of themselves
powered by the current

boats aren’t birds
canvas isn’t feathered
although it’s gets brushed
              by plumes

an ivory tower
built by clay
feet or pigeons

up up up

tiptoes or wing-beats
mis-steps or clumsy flaps
how you got there
all the same
the view isn’t prejudice

soak it in
ignore the clouds
building below
they come and go
cry and fade
always, absolutely
            impotent
without the wind

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Impotent without the Wind is copyright Pryde Foltz

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