With wings aloft a pilot soars,
for of the earth he is no more.
With wings of flight he has no fear,
for this is what he holds so dear.
With sky above and land below,
he has control of what he knows.
And when it’s time to homeward bound,
it’s only he who knows what was found.
For in those moments he was free,
while others look and never see.
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Poetry, like any other art form can be esoteric or exoteric. Oscar Wilde said “Be yourself, everyone else is taken.” Therefore, I prefer an exoteric style in my poetry in hopes of avoiding any esoteric pretense. Ernest Hemingway is quoted as saying: "There is nothing to writing. All you have to do is sit down at a typewriter and bleed."
