It all started from the last chapter. Five “flying” poems,

like UFOs, jammed my channels and all landed in this last chapter: “A Voice from 3I/Atlas in My Dream,” “If I Were a Drone,” “Through the Foggy Veil,” “If I Could Fly,” and

“If I Have Wings.” 

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After putting the final chapter together, I named it “I Come Here Often.”

 

When I was down, needed a place to jump start, I knew

where to go. 

 

The rest came slowly as I started to think seriously

about what I would do if I had wings. 

 

I would fly, not like Icarus. My wings were in every part of

me, seen and unseen. I would fly anywhere to dig up

“wisdom,” (chapter one) “truth” (chapter two)… 

 

Six chapters, fifty-four poems, all of which were accepted and published in various poetry journals, won prizes in poetry contests, or received recognition. 

 

I am very thrilled to share with you what I have found

if I have wings.