Give Me Wings

One Word Prompt: Gravity

The only thing that holds me down sometimes is gravity.  I hate it.  I wish I could just float up with the clouds, above all the storms and the dark winds that blow.  No feet in the muck for me – give me wings.

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6 thoughts on “Give Me Wings

  1. Sophie

    When I was younger I used to dream that I could fly, and what a wonderful feeling that was. Now I can’t wait for the day when I am free of this body and can once again experience that joy!

  2. paschal

    I’m convinced that if you feel into your shoulder blades carefully enough, you’ll feel the vestiges of your wings. Once, while getting a massage in New Orleans years ago, I swore I could feel them unfolding.

  3. Dee Post author

    The only time I have ever even considered the possibility of a tattoo – it was because I saw a picture of angel wings though writing about them is much less painful. (That must have been some massage!)

  4. Susan Helene Gottfried

    Ahh, yeah. Wings. I’d love to have ’em, too. That’s why I write fiction; it’s the same feeling.

    As for Cub Scout camp, this is the five-day, four-night shebang. No Mom and Me weekend here! This is the serious stuff. I’m just going ’cause I won the fight against the Tour Manager. *grin*

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