Dreams of flight, by kite, at night!
by cricketjeff on September 13, 2008. © Jeff Green, All rights reserved
I want to join the precious stones, the billion points of light
All stretched across the velvet net of night
To touch the gifts the darkness owns across the heaven’s height
While daylight scenes are hiding out of sight
The magic that the starlight loans will make my heart take flight
To try to hold the silver moon I’m flying on a kite
In times before the aeroplane men flew aboard a kite
They always picked a crewman who was light
The bravest men were keen to train so they could make the flight
I’d want to fly that way at dead of night
To see the scenes and then explain to those below the sight
And tell them how the world can look when seen from such a height
Throughout my life I’ve looked to find the way to gain most height
To try to live much higher than a kite
I cannot take this from my mind my dreams embrace the sight
A craggy cliff can fill me with delight
In bed I leave the day behind my dreams can fill the night
And in my dreams I’m not earth bound but have the gift of flight
And now the dreams that fill my head when fancies must take flight
Are rising to achieve the greatest height
I’d add the scenes my dreams have fed to that immortal night
The darkest hours are welcoming my kite
The vanity of dreams has led to me displaying light
And people all across the land are gazing at the sight
For such a game my heart provides there is a perfect site
Where I could launch the dreamers into flight
The scenes the pilots wait besides are bathed in eerie light
That they will see as magical from height
Come one and all to take your rides aboard the man sized kite
So you can tell your friends that you have flown with stars at night
The Queen would see my scheme succeed and dub me as a knight
My family and friends applaud the sight
And then the Queen will see the need to soar upon my kite
The royal approval settled on my flight
Her Majesty would surely seed the wish to rise to height
In every man whose heart is set on tasting all delight
And so each night there’d be a flight
Where every sight you get from height
Can give delight aboard my kite
Author notes
I don’t love the Sestina!!!
However I thought I’d give it a go, here’s a monorhymed version in extended
ballad meter sixains with a bit of internal rhyme to make it fun.
English