Winter Flight

Fun

Standing at the Edge

Looking down

Earth below

Rocky peaks

Sparse trees

Silence of the snow

Blue sky above

Water dark blue below

Clouds drifting by

Turning to face the sun

Gliding down

Over the rise

Faster now

As I go

Feeling the wind

Carving a turn

Powder in flight

Direction is changed

Through the trees

I fly

As I take flight on a rise

Feeling as free

As a bird

And light as one too

Breathing in cool air

Cheeks all flush

From cold winters stare

My flight is now done

But the runway awaits

Another flight  

Author's Note

Improv and experimentation.

Reviews

[Marie]

This does't sound imporv to me, but solid poetry. Wonderful images as you come down the mountain...I've never skied, but this is how it should be...

[Willard Wells]

I say improv in that I did not know of anything to write and I thought of skiing and wrote this in at most 10 minutes. I know others on here write that way also. Of course often this means my writes are rather raw, some more than others. I am even now going back and working on some of my past improv work. If I think about my writing I tend to over think it. I really do appreciate your kind words and comments. They are highly valued.

[Perkele.7885]

The whole trip down the hill was beautiful paint work and then I got a quick chill as I saw poor old Sonny Bono kissing a tree. But, I digressed. You are getting so good at this poetry game that soon you will be signing autographs... arnold schw

[Willard Wells]

Now I have to ask what your smoking. I am trying a new way for me and seeing if it flys. So far so good and thank you for your kind words. I really do appreciate and value your words. And BTW this is not the location he was skiing, but same general mountain.