I bring you colours with which to paint this day,
I bring you a soothing balm for fledgling wings,
Now give me your hand, rise up, it's time to play,
Come on lets race to the worlds vaulted ceiling,
So we can behold the great blue green gem...
That is our world....
We'll float upon these cool and lofty winds,
Basking in the majesty that is life incarnate,
For all our woes play only fleeting parts,
In a game thats best played with a partner,
Now I have a surprise, guess, "Tag your it"....
Catch me if you can.....
Now this is how we were meant to use our wings,
Playing tag in the playground above the clouds,
Convorting wildly and singing as free as birds,
Damn, I should have zigged but instead I zagged,
I copped it sweet across the rump I'm it.....
I'll catch you if I can.....
Author notes
I bet you thought it would be something darkly depressing.....sometimes I play in the light.....not quite finished but it is nearly 4 am....
A contest entry
- Make me fly or come with me in the dark by subliminal girl.
400 points, ended May 30, 2008, 25 entries
Gold trophy winner
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Please tell me what you think
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wow, loved this poem. It was great!
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Thanks. Thanks for reminding me not to be so damn serious all the time. I miss the days when my poetry was more like this. ^_^
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I might not have expected but hoped for a carefree write like this...
Love it, makes me feel free... great idea and imagery. Looking forward to reading the next part.
Thanks dearly for this wonderful bright piece.
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Aww... a light and inspiring write!!
Who would want to go fly with that invitation...
Love this my friend.. really lifts the heart!
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This is a very playful and well conveyed piece. There is a lovely alluring quality about the write, creating a wonderfully tempted dreamscape of romantic inclination. Nicely penned!
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I love it!!!
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