Poetry Explorer- Classic Contemporary Poetry, TO THE CONQUERORS OF THE AIR, by WILNA WIGGINTON


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TO THE CONQUERORS OF THE AIR, by                    
First Line: I am the great adventurer-the geni of all romance
Last Line: I climb or fall ten thousand feet into the arms of god.
Subject(s): Adventure And Adventurers; Explorers; Storms; Thunder; Exploring; Discovery; Discoverers


I AM the great adventurer—the geni of all romance,
Swift as an eagle I fly to the fight, eager I take the advance,
I ride the waves of a giant shell; bursting, it crashes under,
We laugh as I rock in its track, we laugh—I and my comrade, Thunder.

On the wings of the wind I sway and swing, aloft in a sea of blue,
I flash and dart and rise and dip, just as the lightnings do.
I mount the stars to gossip with them, then drop a thousand feet,
I mount again exultingly as the mighty storm winds meet.

The thunder, the lightning and I; we three dart over the rim of the sky,
The air is rent, the thunder spent, but I—I homeward fly.
I catch the truth that is hurled through space, I hear the song of a star,
I see the world's great battle scar, I know what its sorrows are.

I hear the cries of departing souls, the crash of the bursting shell;
From the depths of the sky, I sail on by, and watch them making their hell.
A line of men—a rocket's flare—it is the signal agreed;
I poise in the trackless space. The stars are calm as my bomb is freed.

We are the irresistible conquerors; Fate and I,
For Fate sits at my wheel to guide as I climb the blue of the sky;
Into the pathway of my star long ages past untrod
I climb or fall ten thousand feet into the arms of God.





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