Best Titles: Flying High
Flying high,
I am a poet
stepping through time;
captured
into the light.
Come find me...
come dance with me
full circle
on horizon's edge;
above and below
here and beyond
into the blue.
Like parallel dimensions...
a grand design.
See, feel and embrace
gems of reality:
metamorphosis
heavenly symphony
cosmic tune.
Where are you earth?
Just a thin blue ribbon.
Element of earth,
pendulum, of time and space;
night sky
galactic soup
nothingness.
But oh, my fear,
we rulers of the earth,
as we look to the sky;
the relativity of beyond,
flying high.
Sandra M. Haight
~1st Place~
Contest: Best Titles
Sponsor: Laura Loo
Judged 06/19/2017
Poem composed with each line being
the title of another poem I wrote.
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