Flying by the seat of my pants by Sofia Kioroglou

Flying by the seat of my pants

Life is like riding a bicycle
You don’t fall unless you stop pedalling
But what about freewheeling?
It is like allowing your life
to be controlled by destiny

The truth is that I have never learned
to ride a bike but only to freewheel
I love flying by the seat of my pants
I just love the unpredictable
I just want to see life like a walk in the park

Sofia KioroglouSofia Kioroglou is a Greek poet, writer and perennial traveller to the Holy Land and Egypt. Her recent entry to the Festival for Poetry was singled out at the Best of February and her poems have been selected in the 26 Most Commented Writers Category of Pengician. Her poems can be found online and in print in Lunaris Review, In Between Hangovers, Galleon Literary Journal, Pengician, Galway Review, Verse-Virtual, Dumas de Demain, Books’ Journal, Poetic Diversity, Every Writer, Winamop and Aenaon to name but a few. She has work forthcoming this March in Basil o’ Flaherty. She was one of the winners in the International Competition of this January and her work won a distinction in the Poetry Contest of Unesco Club for the return of the Elgin Marbles to Greece. Her work is mentioned in the Winningwriters Magazine this February.

2 Replies to “Flying by the seat of my pants by Sofia Kioroglou”

  1. Thanks for sharing this one … being frank and forthright I feel that the final feature (the walk in the park) seems far away from the rest of the theme … I must be missing something … I didn’t learn to ride a bike either … DaP

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