The Flyer
By Midnight Phoenix
(You will need to highlight this piece to see the depth of the poem. Once
again, I am experimenting. Please comment.)
Peering through my thoughts,
while flying above
Down below there’s only drugs between
friendships
Everyone is so high,
but they still can’t see me
Arms open wide I reach, oh how I reach…
All that returns is a wind of graphite smoke
They see the face behind the hands and drift with
gravity
I remember the many times I flew alongside another
But they always feathered down...
It’s hard to see through the chalky air, the clouds are deep
I fly higher, but the air becomes no more
than a single thread
So hard to breath, but the angry clouds
grow thicker
I can’t go higher, but below means to suffocate
…
Keep holding on…
Awards
Comments on "The Flyer"
-
On Wednesday, July 23, 2003, hate_doll
(263) wrote:
I love how you played around with the colors and the conept bew me away. Killer :)
-
On Monday, June 23, 2003, diavolessa
(207) wrote:
Wicked!
-
On Tuesday, June 10, 2003, The_Unspoken
(5) wrote:
Great idea. I don't think i've seen something done like that before.
-
A former member wrote:
Wow, that is very inventive. I love it. Its definitly a great write. I love the subject of the write as well. Nicely done. thx ~evil_bitch~
-
On Friday, May 30, 2003, manywalks
(747) wrote:
I think your experiment worked, clicked on a couple of different levels. ~ mw
-
A former member wrote:
i liked your experimentation with the whole highlighting thing....
-
A former member wrote:
Brilliant! SImply amazing...omg i love your work! you simply amaze me...i adore you!
-
A former member wrote:
Wow thats awesome. I really liked how you did that, very original.
-
On Wednesday, May 28, 2003, Aurora_Light
(472) wrote:
me like very much