Skyward Poems - Poems about Skyward

Skyward 81

child on a swing souring skyward - frozen mountain peak slices through iced clouds

The Skyward Reach

The loss of a parent is something you never get over. Understanding that you lost one of the only people in your lifetime who would die for you wanting little in return is unlocking an event that no one can prepare you for.
Once they take flight into the spirit world, their love for you pours

Meditate

Laying on the grass trying to relax,
Looking upwards, at the clouds,
One looks like an angel wings spread out,
Slowly that cloud dissipates,
Now a fish appears and swims away,
As I lay there time passes by,
A tap on the shoulder,
I turn around nobody's there,
Noticing its getting dark,
How long did I lay there?
It seemed like only five minutes,
Yet the

Skyward Lark, Moon, Trees, Hollander

In blue tinged glow of lustrous night,
Hollander watches bird in flight.
In breathless, quiet, shadowy gloom,
Trees are restless, night's abloom!

Hollander, where has gone the sun
In which you had so much fun?
And when evening's come, and shadows fall,
You stand and listen to a bird's call.

Beneath the trees, in solitude,
While on the night, the moon will brood.
How does

Skyward Bound

I just cannot lie

I reach for the sky, 

I am like a falcon

Spreading my wings wide, 

Soaring through the clouds

Weaving in and out of verdant trees, 

Looking down at the ant like people beneath me 

Scurrying about in endless futility, 

While I soar high up in the sky

I fly on sirocco winds, 

I am tracing

Skyward Long

I long
  to disappear 
  into this beauty
  all that surrounds me

  to lose myself
  in wings in leaves
  to be carried away
  on a soft summer breeze

I long
  to leave 
  not a trace
  where all I have been

  save the imprint on

Skyward

Skyward nothing compares to those glances spring moon

Growing Skyward

Single tendril leaps for 
     bachelorhood while still con-
            joined to the mother lode.

Falling Skyward

What else  is left for me to do 
But to look towards the sky 
As ground below me tears in two
Right as I learn to fly,
Not on wings or magic cloths
Concerned in fairy tales
But in things that rose aloft
Adjourned in times I failed,
Releasing me of any guilt 
I may have felt before
Which cease to

Skyward, the Rope

he does not have
size, nor age either,
and makes no sound
no hills up and down
but it goes through virginal campus
as beauty's devil big-head fool!

it really is 
a year
screaming
child, or boy
ah, very well invisible
no style


do not know
how
they can live so
watch it
love it
and still wondering it.

Skyward

full orange round moon
circle illuminating view
night darkness
shining light
sphere brightened canopy
lighting earths crust below
stars twinkling bright
diamond  heavenly bodies
pulsating harmoniously
sprinkling star dust
 in orbital swing
eyes drift skyward

Pillars of Skyward Bloodshed

blood drops
falling skyward
and down again
causing pillars of blood
and dirt of maimed reddened figures
scattered across the land
the bloodshed continues
on sides of good
and of evil
pillars of skyward bloodshed
form.

Skyward

Skyward turn my eyes and dream
The surface clouds,
Drifting in the blue,
Dispersing and reforming.
Amorphous by their nature,
The ether of emotions,
Summer white
Or thunder storming.

To you I tilt sequential,
Fractions and equations,
Priming of the heart,
Charging and imploring.
Skyward turn my eyes, and cry
Into the heavens,
My heart of hearts
For you is soaring.

Skyward

A long-winded breeze
carry a blue plastic bag
toward the sky.
I look
at strength
in sun's heat.
Of the warmest season
of the year.

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