high-risewhen brick was master of the build
gravity drew both height and breadth
clay-bearing blocks rose up in tiers
on a cornerstone of earth

with the hubris of an Icarus
high-rise towers of steel and glass
block from view the solar path
and summon clouds to witness this

Written for Bastet’s Pixelventures: Looking up


10 thoughts on “Hubris

  1. Lovely poem and I like how you brought the word in so fluidly. One wonders if like Icarus, they’ll come to the same end … well done! Thanks for your participation.


    1. Ah! I just realized that this is for Pixelventures and not The All in a Word Sunday Prompt! (Talk about a coincidence!) And don’t worry about cats…I’m the cat that counts 😉 meow!


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