A King Without Wings (a Tanka)


“Even in the middle of nowhere, wings remember their purpose.” —A reflection on leadership, illusion, and the quiet strength of flight.


A King Without Wings (a Tanka)


In the pilot’s chair
I see warning lights out there
In the deep, dark air
Suspended in nowhere’s grip
Who knew — the King had wings, too?




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G'day, and welcome to my blog site. My name is Ivor Steven, I live in Geelong, Australia. I'm an ex-industrial chemist, and a retired plumber, and a former Carer of my wife(Carole), for 30 years, who suffered from severe MS. I Write poetry about those personal thoughts, throughout and beyond my life as a Carer. I've been blogging for over 2 years, and writing poems for 19 years. Of course a lot of my poems are about my favourite subject Carole, but since I've been blogging my writings have become quite varied, humourous, mystical, observational, and even a few monster/horror poems.

16 thoughts on “A King Without Wings (a Tanka)”

  5. Gorgeous powerful photos! (I’ve been blessed and honored to see several kinds of eagles in the wild.) 🦅
    Especially powerful and important quote and poem! So timely. So vital.
    Perfect song/message to accompany your poem! Love their voices, too.
    (((HUGS))) ❤️❤️❤️

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