As gentle breeze stirs the leaves
and sunlight warms feathers eyes creep open
I stretch my wings letting them flutter freely
ruffled ready for flight to soar across the heavens.
As I give thanks for the beauty around me
I glide across stretching freedoms wings
like a captain sailing a ship across the ocean
I steer my flight to view my world.
Down below I view so much hustle and bustle
through clouds of grey smog they appear as ants
but I see this world people have clogged
and wouldn't change places with any at all.
Yes I need to be careful, as some like to harm
wanting me dressed and roasted at their tables
thinking of cruel ways to catch my fine feathers
alert at all times to the sounds of gunshots.
So fly I do, catching the wind in my feathers
carrying me to heights where I hover in wonder
so grateful for blue skies and cotton ball clouds
this is my home, I have wings of freedom.
A contest entry
- Fly like a bird by Sonja.
1210 points, ended August 25, 2007, 17 entries
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Wonderful
Very well done. Best of luck in the contest.
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This is a very interesting poem. I admire how you got into the word of flight and the life of this flier. Good luck in the contest!
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Is this written with intention to represent a freedom with or without metaphor? It doesn't matter, the both is fine, pictures are vivid and descriptive.Very nice and wise.
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This is really good, Gaylene, excellent images. I found it to be quite a metaphorical and really observational write,
really well done,
Alex.
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this was a wonderful write which left me to imagine flying
it was beautifully written with such powerful words
well done and best of luck gran
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