Last Flight

I wrote this poem dedicated to a pilot who plunged to her death during a hang gliding accident. Her fiance was watching and saw her plummet to her death...

Perched atop a summits peak

An eagle preparing for flight

She extends her wings of wood and fabric

A truly magnificent sight

 

She takes a plunge from high above

Soaring through the clouds

A radiant sight for but a moment

When sun turned to shadows

 

In horror I watched

As she struggled to grasp

Slowly, slipping, sliding

My heart stopped

 

The battle raged on

Gravity and wills

Through the terror I find my voice

Hang on! I love you!

 

But it’s too late

Not enough

 Soaring to plummet

The eagle falls

 

 

 

Author's Note

if you want the story on what this poem is about... http://www.cbc.ca/news/canada/british-columbia/story/2012/05/05/bc-hang-glider-memorial.html

Reviews

[cimmy wuv xxxooo]

i really love the first paragraph but the rest is good to i enjoyed reading it. keep writing :)

[cimmy wuv xxxooo]

very different and well written :)

[Adam Whitworth]

like it

[Cole Hayley]

I know about this story and I got to say you captured the heartbreak of it perfectly.

[Irene]

Thank you

[Alexander143]

I love the fact that the picture is vivid enough to be seen. Nicely done. I just thought that it took a steep transition and I had to read it over to grasp the idea. I don't know if that makes sense. Mais tout à tout, c'est joli.

[Irene]

Oui, Merci :)

[Alexander143]

I love the fact that the picture is vivid enough to be seen. Nicely done. I just thought that it took a steep transition and I had to read it over to grasp the idea. I don't know if that makes sense. Mais tout à tout, c'est joli.

[Ian H Morrison]

well what can i say first of all you have good control of your meter and the end rhyme is there in parts but the stanzas are coming together nicely and it is a very well written poem. god bless

[Irene]

thank you

[Ian H Morrison]

you are welcome you seem to be very talented

[Irene]

awww i'm blushing

[Ian H Morrison]

dont be silly praise where it is due

[Irene]

i'm not used to receiving such praise. but thank you.

[TLK]

It's cool that this poem followed on 'Labyrinth...', because Icarus was the son of Daedulus. I also like the last stanza - especially "soaring to plummet".

[Irene]

thank you

[schnickythep]

Simple, beautiful, and sad.

[Persephone]

Beautifully written - great imagery :)