A Flight on the Imagination

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A Flight on the Imagination


You are a gay grace in the midst of my company

A swirl of scent seething in delight

We surrender our chains of mediocrity for this moment

I cup your endearment into my aging hands

as the youth of my imagination quickly renders

a veer into a charmed bracelet of your soul

How I can forever wander with your spirit

Lift the vail to stepping stones to nowhere

Ultimately lying in the steep cliff of your arms

As we fall into the depth of slumber

We discover the waking bird keeping us in the air.

Reviews

[Alfred Kukitz]

Oh Trimarco!

What a smile! Thank you, thank you very much.

Regards,
Al

[TrimarcoRansome]

..."for this moment
I cup your endearment into my aging hands"
How beautifully written!

[Alfred Kukitz]

Oh Pryde!

Always happy to see you smile and enjoy my work.

Regards,
Al

[Pryde Foltz]

Well ... that was truly beautiful:):):) Thank you:)

[Alfred Kukitz]

Thank you Jacob!

For all you have given to me in spirit, word and support. I feel humbled by your encouragement.

Regards,
Al

[Alfred Kukitz]

Thanks E!

I'm under a great influence here at the Writer's Cafe. If there is anyone to thank for my interesting thoughts and lines it is all of you for all of you have given me the 'Gift of Inspiration'.

Regards,
Al

[jacob erin-cilberto]

"i cup your endearment into my aging hands"
"we discover the waking bird keeping us in the air."

amazing lines, Al...

simply amazing.

j.

[Einstein Noodle]

interesting write .. raises many questions in my mind ..the strength of this one is in its smooth presentation and fervent trips of fancy by an old man ;) something wanted but not quite getting perhaps .. especially enjoy the alliterations and your chains of mediocrity ...your closing leaves me hanging .. i want resolution but the waking bird isn't giving it .. your poem has got me..caused me to think ..and i enjoyed the language
E.