Saturday, 12 February 2011

High down below

High on his words
Her wings are lifting her up
To another reality
But her legs want to stick to the ground

Surreal space
Is not unknown to her
Neither is the downfall
That follows

Afraid of reaching the ceiling
Anytime soon
She will, for now
Stick to the ground
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1 comment:

Shauna said...

Angel, yes our emotions and heart
want to fly and believe and yet
at times are head and feet desire
that we stay put, as always.

Yor poetry is an emotional outlet.

23 April 2011 at 19:10

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