Best Flying Poems

Soaring
Free as a bird 
No wings to restrain us 
Blown gently on salmon pink clouds 
Heaven! 



01~11~15
Contest: An American Beauty – Andrea Dietrich
Visual 5: Balloons
Checked...

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I flew,
a modern man in a steel bird,
with all the arrogance of
ancient Icarus, but my wings
did not melt nor I swoon.

I flew high, very, very...

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You gave me wings 
    to experience the 
         freedom of flight 
 ...

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to lose yourself in poetry

  in image vibrant reverently

responsibility absents thee

  thoughts sprout wings
         ...

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A citrine leaf in lingered lilt
did savor breeze of sapphire whisk
as Autumn’s honey-secrets spilt.
A hopscotch star.. an ember brisk,

she sighed and fell— then took her...

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between stars and fireflies...
a quiet conversation...

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Silent, she slips from her stronghold’s security,
safely tucked high on the cliff in her nest.
Cautious, she stays in the shadows afforded her,
sorrowful, hesitant, missing the...

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The warm temperature drops outdoors,
    And first drops of fresh rain sprinkle.
      The thunder claps right above...

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Shifting haze, so slowly trailing
Through wood and field, now veiling
Melancholy skies, holding back the tears
With wild geese flying to meet other years.
Flames of crimson torches...

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Each day I live and wake to see
         the scarlet sun that shines for me
and listen to...

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You severed my wings
For your failure to fly
But I soar - 'cause I'm more
than your ex, or your why.

11/6/19...

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I came across a baby bird
And I wondered of its flight
A life had just begun
with a rough starting plight

Along came a gust of wind
as if...

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In solitude I dream tonight
And watch a moth in fevered flight.

It’s drawn toward my quaint porch light
And flies consumed with all its might.

Through open window...

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Bebo was a bird
who could not fly
He kept flapping his wings 
'cause he knew he must try

There were two other birds 
that were laughing at...

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Fly so fast, cry for wind
Carry me between your wings
Me, me, tiny, olive skinned
Blood of beggars, blood of kings

Lost forever, never found
Roar your cry across...

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