The Daily Poem

THE FOURTH FLIGHT

A helicopter built for one

Was parked beside a golden tent;

The note attached read, “Just For Fun.”

The envelope, “Informed Consent.”

The box was labeled, “Cinnamon Bun.”

And I arrived with great delight,

Not knowing why or whose intent,

But leaped aboard and took my flight.

The blue propellers blithely spun

And braved me through a swift ascent,

Till landing in a spot of sun

I asked myself, “To what extent

Have you gone mad or come undone?”

You’ve gentled on this towering height

Beside a glider’s soon descent…”

I leaped aboard and took my flight.

I lofted out through evening sun,

A serpentine of timing spent,

Until at last though just begun

I wafted in on slick cement

With visions clearly all-for-one.

But there a pontoon flier kite

Enticed me with its wind-filled vent:

I leaped aboard and took my flight.

Just as I made my sea-wing run,

There drew beside me slow and light,

The Giant Osprey Diver sent—

I leaped aboard and took my flight.

~ D. Edgar Lamp (Ballade)