How he loved his paper planes the crease, the fold, and tuck a pilot’s license he could obtain He’d fold and throw, and throw again watching swoop, and dive, and hooping arc. How he loved his paper planes
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Thank you to Visual Verse Anthology for including my work. Image by Kitty Harrison
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this is terrific, Worms; I really loved it; read it three times; my grandson went for his first flight yesterday: he too wants to be a pilot —
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That’s so nice to hear, John. I honestly haven’t had a high opinion of it and was surprised when it made it into VV. Good luck to your grandson!
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it’s a truly lovely poem, Worms; I have trouble getting into many of your poems but this one , wow! straight away I was into it 🙂
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ah yes. You and I are very different in our styles. i think our basic priorities in poetry are quite different. So if we can enjoy one or two of each other’s every now and then, that’s a beauty of blogging.
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yes, I concede that, Worms; we have different styles, but occasionally we meet on common ground 🙂
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This is a cool piece–what kid doesn’t love paper airplanes? 🙂 Also, congrats on its publication at Visual
Verse! 🙂
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Thanks Mike! 🙂 My daughter is seriously obsessed with them atm. She’s really getting into aerofoil design and everything.
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I hope he gets his wish Worms! 🤞🙏😁
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Fantastic poem. And congrats on being published.
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Thanks, Bob. Genuinely astonished at the comments. Pleasant surprise.
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Lovely poem.
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Merci!
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