Soaring

Soaring

A Poem by Jason Galliger

The room is dark

Yet I’m flying light

 - through endless space at 100 mph

I would soar to the ends of inhibition and contradiction

stopped only by the limits of my mind’s creations

 

My soul howls like an alley cat

Wanting to rip free of this trashy exterior

And roam the dusty streets of possibility

 

A pause

Mouse perhaps

Should I chase?

Let the yarn ball decide

Says the fuzzy brain-between ears

© 2011 Jason Galliger


My Review

Would you like to review this Poem?
Login | Register




Request Read Request
Add to Library My Library
Subscribe Subscribe


Stats

256 Views
Added on February 28, 2011
Last Updated on February 28, 2011

Author

Jason Galliger
Jason Galliger

Fairfax, VA



About
Hi I'm Jason a young writer from Virginia. I've been writing poetry and short stories for years. However, I've only shared my work with a small circle of friends and family. I hope to be published one.. more..

Writing