Why We Dream
Flying should be easy,
like it is in dreams.
Rooftops beneath toetips,
gentlest push and drift and soar,
held aloft by will alone,
not coming down until morning’s alarms.
But flying isn’t that easy,
it eats energy, requires technology,
or biology
beyond your body or mine.
Which is why
we dream.
like it is in dreams.
Rooftops beneath toetips,
gentlest push and drift and soar,
held aloft by will alone,
not coming down until morning’s alarms.
But flying isn’t that easy,
it eats energy, requires technology,
or biology
beyond your body or mine.
Which is why
we dream.
This poem is copyright (©) AF Harrold 2026
About the Writer
AF Harrold
A.F. Harrold is an author, poet and performer who regularly shows off the odd things he does with words on stage and page. His latest poetry collection is a collaboration with renowned picture book creator Mini Grey, called The Book of Not Entirely Useful Advice. You can find him at www.afharroldkids.com
