Wings catching for the first time
Seeing the world through closed eyes
Immersed in a spacious sky
Knowing there will be good-bye
And falling anyway, unafraid to die.
Thursday, November 5, 2009
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A pressing moment Weighs on the poet To finish her sentence As she currently knows it Urgency quietly calls Through paper-made walls In a form that makes sense Of the daily rises and falls If left unfinished, it never will be For the way life unfolds so quickly.
About Me
- Kendra Lise
- For the words patiently sitting, And the sentences thinking of quitting, Secrets my mouth keeps hidden There is poetry.