Come fly with me!
(a leery look)
Come fly with me!
(nose in book)
Come fly with me!
(a heavy sigh)
We’ll go up high
And see the town from the sky!
I’m dubious.
I’ll keep you safe,
I’m dubious.
My darling waif.
I’m dubious.
Come now! Make haste!
Your hope is quite displaced.
My feet on earth are firmly based.
We’re going up!
I’m not a bird!
We’re going up!
This is absurd!
We’re going up!
Cannot look down.
Oh! Look around!
You’ll see our lovely little town.
Oh me! Oh my!
Look at the trees!
Oh me! Oh my!
Feel that breeze!
Oh me! Oh my!
It’s charming, yes?
And you would never guess!
I was blinded by my stress.
This is in response to this week’s W3 prompt — a choice of two Marc Chagall paintings for inspiration. Initially I was going to use the other painting — The Big Wheel — and try to write something about my trip to Paris in 2017, but I kept going back to the other painting, Over the Town, which I ultimately used.
I’ve never written a poem in two voices before. I wanted to tell a story. This is what came out.
Hot Dogs and Marmalade 
Ha! I love it. I can definitely tell she is not thrilled about being up there.
She is me 🙂
Quite creative.
I really like this you have done a great job it’s brilliant!!
Thanks, WIllow!
A pleasure 💜
This is so thoroughly entertaining, Sally ❤
Such a fun write to read ~ thank you! 🙂
Much love,
David
Love the “call and response” of this poem!!
Love this!!!
Sally,
Just wanna let you know that this week’s W3, hosted by the creative Braden of Caffeinated Philosophy, is now live!
Enjoy ❤
~David
I love the back and forth between them! Nicely done, Sally! (and I’m with her, lol)