Thirty
© carol voccia
for Jesse

All urgent and fresh feathered
Willing agility dancing around
Spike-filled roads
Untouchable
In those days of resilience and naïveté
Highway and rubber meshed speeding forward
As non-stop flight into imagination cradled abyss
Holding court on exposed nerve
Dangling failure as a dare
Cupped in brave
Spinning in blind
Faith held a place for a three point landing