A Private Creative Flight To Who Knows Where…

Photo by Ramon Kagie on Unsplash

Monday, March 30, 2020

Come fly with me.

This flight’s for free.

The jet’s warmed up you see…

No pilot’s license but this eagle breathes.

A vibe so free.

An animal who speaks.

It poetically thinks.

Typing art you’ll read.

Mindfully at ease.

Flying to achieve.

A bird’s eye view so please.

Don’t repeat after me.

These words are blissfully written.

Now at peace.

So kind and playful as kittens.

A pilot so cold—grab mittens.

Fly a free flight I’ve now landed.

To a world I’ve transcended.

I trust you enjoyed this poem I once deleted.

But this version’s a nonstop.

Naw…who am I kiddin’?

#Amwriting and won’t stop.

I go on a writer pretendin’…

Like a pilot and you listened.

Don’t complain for flying Budd.

His airways arrives in love.

The abyss is where he flew us…


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