My Word of the Month Poetry Challenge word for December is…

Hi everyone,

I made up this poem in my head over the last two days so when I sat down to write it this morning, it was like taking dictation. I claim this to be a good example of what the monthly exercise is intended to be — an exercise. I’m not going back to this poem. I probably won’t send it anywhere. But it was fun to find a story in our December word: time, and jot a ditty about it. Join me? I wish you would. I hope you will.

When I Could Fly

There was a time
when I had secret powers.
When bad guys threatened,
I'd spread my mighty arms
and rocket into space.
I would sail around the planet
until I found some bad guys,
then swoop down, tie them up, 
and call the authorities
before soaring off to bring
other bad guys to justice.
Now I sit down to put on my shoes.
I’m grateful for a sturdy handrail.
But there was a time,
really and truly,
when I could fly.

(c) 2025 David L. Harrison