Ledge Flight
by Diane Webster
Diane Webster

Diane Webster works in the production department of the local newspaper office. She enjoys drives in the mountains where she looks for opportunities to photograph wildlife or scenery. Her poetry has been published in Bellowing Ark, Illya's Honey, Philadelphia Poets and other literary magazines.

I dive;
wind rushes past
like rain water through gutters,
but the eagle does not soar,
not even a robin darts away.
I flap and flail
like a moth
I fly
low to the ground
like a squinting drunk
but I fly.

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