Flights Poems - Poems about Flights

...Laying in stillness Of a different nature Lying out, looking into foreverness Never forgetting… Things I have learned, even sitting Diverse natures of Nature Open to us all. ......Read the rest...

...A secret accord written in breaths, Configured in kisses and celestial caresses, A saga-rhapsody we inscribe in flights of love, Upon this stringless harp called Love. Ancestral pact, Woven from......Read the rest...

...In the quiet aurora, where no whisper builds awakening, No expecting arm to scatter the veil of nights that naturally flee. Is it the embrace of the ether or the mystery of the wasteland being sift......Read the rest...

...Most women have grown tired of just being women, Weary of always being the flowers of unending seasons, awaiting to be plucked And placed in vases for gazes that never feel their roots; They, the ......Read the rest...

...I flew to Chicago last Friday night my great uncle was turning a hundred. The plan was to fly-in Friday, party Saturday, and fly out Sunday. No missed school. The air felt colder in Chicago, th......Read the rest...

... Patches of snow are left behind A patchwork, in the lawn to find Zig zagging flights, songs can be heard Different directions, from each bird They are now, talking about spring In bright s......Read the rest...

... In the blinding light, or the blinding dark, a moth navigates an alien world by its own shadow.......Read the rest...

...In the realm of knowledge, we delve deep, Questions arise, disrupting our sleep. Why do we need to study, some may say, In this fast-paced world, where minds sway? Practical benefits, a pathway......Read the rest...

...BOING..?!#! Its off at boeing..' the wheels and doors have Gone..planes just; over-drive the runways, they're rivalling Sann-yong..They're rolling in inclusions, like its for a dare!! People choos......Read the rest...

... Written: March 28, 2024 For Constance La France Contest Quote: (The real voyage of discovery consists not in seeking new landscapes, but in having new eyes.) Marcel Proust...Read the rest...

... Let me take it back to the Old School where Courage was Virtue Heart Strong, Fearless, I'm Resolute Peep This I Got This Feelin, Like a Burnin Torch I'M LUMINOUS! Head High through the Cru......Read the rest...

...Wrapped in a secret day of thoughts, I pondered, If I should overturn my soul, to wear it on my face as a garment. Would it have unfolded with stitch and patch apparent, Or perhaps its embodiment ......Read the rest...

... The lifeless bullets bound as captive predator in the restive barrels of the cold guns of war, chilling cold as the brutal shadow of death, waiting camouflaged in the dark, wake up at the s......Read the rest...

... Charging through the Mystical Chords Of Time The March Of The Light Horseman On The Frontlines. War Paint on my Soul, I AM a Warrior Armorial, I Gleam like a Super Light Soldier Coursing ......Read the rest...

... Symbols cry in dry ice theater - the expanse of aesthetic visa- drawn- from the romance of the silvery eye - as it golden advances the lid of covenance in dynamic enzyme. Open faced t......Read the rest...