FLIGHT ATTEMPTS

Along with the welcome
Some anxiety came too
That the final stair
Steps on a peak
Unspeakable poverty
Here the cause is
Which accelerates
The fall
And all the power
Dissolves into delirium
I've said it again
Flights are difficult
Even though a compass
Has been found
A feather is still necessary
A decision as well
Realisation is survival

Tight Drama

There are some delightful cross-tensions in the poem. The use/placement of the word "which" is an enigma. At times it seems to create discord and "unmeaning"; then it challenges! Annoyingly great because it forces the reader to return and return to make sense of it all!

Smiles and Light
AuraGem

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