Opened Wings (A Poem)

By Joyce Jacobo [Author’s Note: Do you often have dreams were you get to fly? The feeling is remarkable.] Deep in my dreams. . .            I learned that I could fly With opened wings                         fully extended             I took to the skies with just                                    a little touch of trepidation Fearful to fall from

Wings of Change (A poem)

By Joyce Jacobo [Author’s Note: Things are starting to change little by little in my life, hopefully for the better.] I am making wings now         formed by ideas                translated into actions For too long they have remained       bunched on the pages of journals                  as bits and pieces                           of possibilities