HER FLIGHT TO SLEEP

By Alice Ambrose

‘The moment you doubt whether you can fly, you cease forever to be able to do it’ - Peter Pan, JM Barrie

This little girl, almost seven,

thought she could launch straight into Never- land,

past the gold stars, pace streaking each shine, past the marbles to Stygian Place.

Youth, naivety, the combination be damned, Fate had dealt: her game in his hand.

An age so fresh memory blurred: reality was dreams and dreams reality; they mixed, stirred, the line a bog in her little head…

So she chose for the false to be true instead.

Her methods were far from sound

as she towed her sledge with her doll-sized hands up onto the roof, balanced on tiles

with this rocket, no helmet, but ambition alive…

Take Off.

This little girl, barely seven,

flew past the planets and straight up to heaven.

#darkpoetsclub