From above, I hope you can see I've gone my own way. Been skipping continents, Though~~~ As in the days after you were found, I now seem to be house bound. But the caged heart can't be contained, as you gleaned from Maya Angelou. Memory's feet cannot be tied. Their own future, they must find.
Like from the window of a plane The flying was fun Seeming to soar into the heavens Only to crash into the waters below I see my father in worry Telling me to fly low I could not heed and soared Higher than the clouds Only to melt my wings As feathers fell I came down to reality
woodpecker pecking away
ReplyDeletethe neighbor’s tree
I can’t see you
you see me
as I stare and squint
you stop to look at me
Love it!
ReplyDeleteFrom above, I hope you can see I've gone my own way.
ReplyDeleteBeen skipping continents,
Though~~~
As in the days after you were found, I now seem to be house bound.
But the caged heart can't be contained, as you gleaned from Maya Angelou.
Memory's feet cannot be tied.
Their own future, they must find.
nice. I've always loved thr view from above.
DeleteLike from the window of a plane
ReplyDeleteThe flying was fun
Seeming to soar into the heavens
Only to crash into the waters below
I see my father in worry
Telling me to fly low
I could not heed and soared
Higher than the clouds
Only to melt my wings
As feathers fell
I came down to reality
nice Icarus poem
ReplyDeleteTurkey Vulture
ReplyDeleteThe smell of death
Wafts upward
And even in these thermals
The pleasure of a meal
Surpasses the giddy flights
Of soaring to the sun
Rick Stepp-Bolling
“Birds Eye View”
ReplyDeleteBirds don’t mind what bothers me
I guess we look at different things
I see a mess and still she sings