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The Fledglings Sit
The fledgings sit, wings clipped,
waiting on a runway.
What will become of their paper planes
soaring deserted valleys
and migrating vast cities?
Before they took their mouths
from their mother's beak,
they learned to not speak,
sit ,and wait, and fold quitely.
©2026 | K.F. HartlessCover Art: ” Airport Painting” Karolina Zglobicka
https://youtu.be/ewRjZoRtu0Y?si=6C56hTh6VhRetUqM
GloPoWriMo#28 Today, try writing a poem that follows the same beats: three sentences, six lines: statement, question, conclusion.
#brevity #existential #GloPoWrimo #napowrimo #nature -
The Fledglings Sit
The fledgings sit, wings clipped,
waiting on a runway.
What will become of their paper planes
soaring deserted valleys
and migrating vast cities?
Before they took their mouths
from their mother's beak,
they learned to not speak,
sit ,and wait, and fold quitely.
©2026 | K.F. HartlessCover Art: ” Airport Painting” Karolina Zglobicka
https://youtu.be/ewRjZoRtu0Y?si=6C56hTh6VhRetUqM
GloPoWriMo#28 Today, try writing a poem that follows the same beats: three sentences, six lines: statement, question, conclusion.
#brevity #existential #GloPoWrimo #napowrimo #nature -
The Fledglings Sit
The fledgings sit, wings clipped,
waiting on a runway.
What will become of their paper planes
soaring deserted valleys
and migrating vast cities?
Before they took their mouths
from their mother's beak,
they learned to not speak,
sit ,and wait, and fold quitely.
©2026 | K.F. HartlessCover Art: ” Airport Painting” Karolina Zglobicka
https://youtu.be/ewRjZoRtu0Y?si=6C56hTh6VhRetUqM
GloPoWriMo#28 Today, try writing a poem that follows the same beats: three sentences, six lines: statement, question, conclusion.
#brevity #existential #GloPoWrimo #napowrimo #nature -
The Fledglings Sit
The fledgings sit, wings clipped,
waiting on a runway.
What will become of their paper planes
soaring deserted valleys
and migrating vast cities?
Before they took their mouths
from their mother's beak,
they learned to not speak,
sit ,and wait, and fold quitely.
©2026 | K.F. HartlessCover Art: ” Airport Painting” Karolina Zglobicka
https://youtu.be/ewRjZoRtu0Y?si=6C56hTh6VhRetUqM
GloPoWriMo#28 Today, try writing a poem that follows the same beats: three sentences, six lines: statement, question, conclusion.
#brevity #existential #GloPoWrimo #napowrimo #nature -
The Fledglings Sit
The fledgings sit, wings clipped,
waiting on a runway.
What will become of their paper planes
soaring deserted valleys
and migrating vast cities?
Before they took their mouths
from their mother's beak,
they learned to not speak,
sit ,and wait, and fold quitely.
©2026 | K.F. HartlessCover Art: ” Airport Painting” Karolina Zglobicka
https://youtu.be/ewRjZoRtu0Y?si=6C56hTh6VhRetUqM
GloPoWriMo#28 Today, try writing a poem that follows the same beats: three sentences, six lines: statement, question, conclusion.
#brevity #existential #GloPoWrimo #napowrimo #nature -
4/8/2024
Although we’re both contemporaries
And share a shelf in cold libraries,
We’ve never quite seen eye-to-eye.
He takes the open road, yet I
Remain at home. I’m proper, prim,
While naked roughness covers him.He shares and shouts his free-form verse,
But only Death will now disperse
My silent, selfish, slanting rhymes.
We’re strangers living in strange times,
And our opposing lyricism
Defines American modernism.#poetry #poetrycommunity #NaPoWriMo #GloPoWriMo #americanpoetry #modernism
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4/8/2024
Although we’re both contemporaries
And share a shelf in cold libraries,
We’ve never quite seen eye-to-eye.
He takes the open road, yet I
Remain at home. I’m proper, prim,
While naked roughness covers him.He shares and shouts his free-form verse,
But only Death will now disperse
My silent, selfish, slanting rhymes.
We’re strangers living in strange times,
And our opposing lyricism
Defines American modernism.#poetry #poetrycommunity #NaPoWriMo #GloPoWriMo #americanpoetry #modernism
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4/8/2024
Although we’re both contemporaries
And share a shelf in cold libraries,
We’ve never quite seen eye-to-eye.
He takes the open road, yet I
Remain at home. I’m proper, prim,
While naked roughness covers him.He shares and shouts his free-form verse,
But only Death will now disperse
My silent, selfish, slanting rhymes.
We’re strangers living in strange times,
And our opposing lyricism
Defines American modernism.#poetry #poetrycommunity #NaPoWriMo #GloPoWriMo #americanpoetry #modernism
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4/8/2024
Although we’re both contemporaries
And share a shelf in cold libraries,
We’ve never quite seen eye-to-eye.
He takes the open road, yet I
Remain at home. I’m proper, prim,
While naked roughness covers him.He shares and shouts his free-form verse,
But only Death will now disperse
My silent, selfish, slanting rhymes.
We’re strangers living in strange times,
And our opposing lyricism
Defines American modernism.#poetry #poetrycommunity #NaPoWriMo #GloPoWriMo #americanpoetry #modernism