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FlyingA Poem by DakotaJI've been told my whole life I could flyIf you believe You can achieveJust spread your wings and beA bird! Flying, soaring. Wind roaring.And a bird.. |
Chapter 2A Chapter by Mel JayneThe school day continues and there is a flying lesson that ends under strange circumstances. |
Fly awayA Poem by TheMysteriousPoetSometimes I wish I was a bird,I could fly away from all my problems,I wouldn't have to fell uncomfortable around people,I would chirp so loud I would .. |
Flying HighA Poem by Windaha life |
Why I RunA Story by B.A. RadiantAfter years of running, I have the words to express my feelings about it. Likely to be used in a book about a runner named Dawn. |
An AdventureA Story by B.A. RadiantInspired by a friend's quote: “I remember being a kid and running so fast it felt like my legs were going to fall off. But I wasn’t worrie.. |
A TRIPA Poem by BarbaraEight people in two small planes fly down the coast of Mexico into Central Mexico. |
BigA Poem by softiesongbirdI was flying home from vacation and looked out and...felt. |
DISCOVERING FAIRYLAND (2)A Story by Peter RogersonPart 2 (and the last part), of a little story involving fairies and sleeping queens.... |
ExosphereA Poem by biggerthenuThe outer most region of a planets Atmosphere Gazing from the ground dazzed by this beautiful starwishing and wondering would i ever be able to live .. |
GRISELDA UP AND AWAYA Chapter by Peter RogersonIt's time to find away to breakfast and out of the Whitehouse.... |
Forbidden PlacesA Story by KKlingerShort ramblings to God |
WaxwingA Poem by TerathopiusWaxwing Why do you try, oh Wax-wing With ceaseless hope in your eye? You shall never touch the sky, Nor dance among the clouds, For you.. |
AirplaneA Story by TatiThe airplane seat, as it always is, is WAY too small, even for a 5’6” skinny woman. She sighs, a quiet admission of her discomfort to her.. |
Paper AirplaneA Poem by Megan DoedenA simple paper airplaneflies through my window.It lands silently at my feel.My pulse quickens,my heart skips a beat.Picking up the airplaneI go over t.. |
~ First Flying Lesson ~A Poem by CarolaMy first flying lesson was in September 1965 & this poem is what I remember about it. |
Three times, cloudsA Poem by Steve NossiterProse about a day where the clouds almost lifted me from the ground, but not quite. A day missed, a day to look forward to. |