Flying Poems | Examples of Flying Poetry

Turn your regrets into balloons that fly away and get lost in forever Because what ifs are a lifetime sentence, multiplied by a run on sentence, with a period that doesn't end without self-reflection Free fall into...Read the rest...

The juices are flowing Out my butt it’s flowing The stink surely is growing The end is near i am hoping The poos are floating As they keep going I begin to wonder will it ever stop exploding For the pain has...Read the rest...

As fertile egg in pond I stay till, by magic, a nymph one day. Then comes new instinct to tempt me to break my tether and go free. From murky depth of birthplace pond it’s time...Read the rest...

"The perils of a possible crash landing with a touch of humor to end it" ...Read the rest...

Symbol of our freedom as it waves in the sky...Read the rest...

would I be a bird maybe a rare butterfly or just on a plane...Read the rest...

Distant starlit place Flying parsecs away In outer space Circles Milky Way A blinking light Night and day Cepheid Hubble found, Receding slowly apace Universe outward bound. ...Read the rest...

The breeze, a gentle confidante, murmurs secrets in her unbound hair, As she rides upon wings like sunlit ivory, etched with threads of dawn's gold. Her eyes, twin pools reflecting the endless blue, yearn for...Read the rest...

seventeen-year wait cicadas’ sweet serenade … tinnitus is cured...Read the rest...

A rage at air Poem Lionel Derbyshire A rage at air .. The fly, a sparrow and an ostrich in air collision goes .. Why all the rage .. Fly asked the sparrow Your temper is full of bad anger This long body...Read the rest...

I looked towards the sun and see the heaven on the run, the heat is so high causing the animals in the field to fall down and die, fill up the reservoirs and dams and...Read the rest...

By the time it's officially Summer, Without a doubt, they will be arresting me. Presently, they are budding under the crape myrtle, which also will be stunning by summer. Most assuredly, all of our plantings will be most...Read the rest...

Our Daily Bread Flour, yeast,and milk,a bit of butter too, and giving it a little time to rise, into a loaf, it grew.. From this mass of sticky flour will come warm, pillow soft bread. My body...Read the rest...

handing me over through the next door waiting for my fight to give in injections to soothe it all away demons flowing through my veins changing my DNA from careless want to endorphin need purgatory the space between caring and giving...Read the rest...

Little things turn big and now Incredible memories spin round and round. Flying dreams are sometimes too quick to chase Even though its me on the pilot’s seat....Read the rest...