fly

The stars in the sky shine bright.

I wish I had the power of flight.

to shoot to the moon

to leave my cocoon

to soar high in the sky, like a kite.

The air moving against my face,

Needing to beat it in our race,

To reach my end goal,

find the perfect soul,

Stars are my soul webbed like silk lace.

Constantly traced together,

they pull me back down like a tether,

the people below,

they don't truly know,

the silken kiss of the stars, light as a feather.

If people below really did know,

then they too would want to go,

way up in the sky,

they'd all want to fly,

To shoot to the moon, to leave their cocoon.

Reviews

[Girl Friday (Sarah W.)]

The cadence of this piece was quite nice. I like the rhythm, and the way that the smooth feel fits in with your concept of flight. Some good imagery here, and I really enjoyed the last stanza. Maybe think a bit on your punctuation vs. capitalization -- for instance, in the first stanza, the third line would be capitalized if you are following a period after "flight". Overall, nicely done and a joy to read.

[roses101]

Thank you for taking the time to comment on piece. Thank you for the advice punctuation and capitalization advice.

[wordwarrior]

This has a lovely tone the peacefulness about it. Great rhyming and imagery.

[roses101]

Thank you for taking the time to comment.

[Sami Khalil]

This was really good ...Thank you for penning...:)

[roses101]

Thank you for the good comments.

[Sami Khalil]

You are welcome...:)

[misha]

I really love the simplicity of this poem! Great job.