Icarus

I fell into a fever of dreams

Where nothing was as it seems

The world had changed, liberty frail

Captain Ahab v the great white whale

I saw the moon turning red

The autumn leaves crisply dead

Underfoot and underhand

Fill the graves with shifting sands

When Heaven falls, Hell will rise

Through corporate suits, & silken ties

Trumpfreedom

◄ liberté ou la mor

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Stephen Atkinson

Sat 29th Mar 2025 13:09

Thank you Tom, let's hope the orange one flies too high! Cheers

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Tom Doolan

Fri 28th Mar 2025 17:17

A very insightful and perceptive piece Stephen. Fly too high - you will crash and burn.

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Stephen Atkinson

Fri 28th Mar 2025 15:26

And, of course, for the much appreciated Likes 🌷🌷

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Stephen Atkinson

Fri 28th Mar 2025 15:25

🤣 I've got a few if those suits too J.C! 🤣 Thanks, as always, for your comment & wit.

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John Coopey

Thu 27th Mar 2025 15:28

Hang about, Stephen! I was one of those corporate suits. No, wait a minute - mine was a corpulent suit from High and Mighty.

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