Free Fall~

I suspend this movement;

air balloons with wicker baskets

sea currents raid the sky

lemon chiffon silk

cocoon

in his arms

carried through brambles

and snowflake clouds

my thumb

and index finger trap a marble sphere

rolling pebbles between my cheeks

koi fish scales

eyelids shimmer

my fist through a paper thin wall

suspended ink

his hands in my blue jean pockets

I don’t understand this disconnect

my hard drive

driven into the sheets

I await before a white plate

delicacies on fire

books burning

suspended on a ledge above a city

he screams for me to fly

but my wings are made of stories

and my effort dribbles ink columns

down the haiga of the world

captured here

in wicker baskets

floating under the sea

tiny fish in snow globes on the sand

shaken

air balloons rupture

on a coral reef

tumble out the girl

with the pearl eyes

 

On the ledge

a story writes itself

in free fall

 

 

 

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Reviews

[Bubo]

he screams for me to fly

but my wings are made of stories

and my effort dribbles ink columns

down the haiga of the world

A beautiful story written to enhance and make us think of this girl and her pearl eyes.......The falling, and the descriptions have me thinking of how it would be, to be her.....wings made of stories......

[nono]

Reminds me of a really good song you did an awesome job on this and it's just beautiful I LOVE IT!

[Maurice]

The vision is so clear from your outstanding descriptions laden with lively images. An incredible write.

[TheOther]

Fantastic imagery, so creative, you write wonderfully. Once again you have me amazed. Thanx for sharing :)

[alan peter kelly]

i see it all so clearly...pixilations closely knit and forming fluid motion from the pallette of one who makes dreams turn real in the eyes of my mind... your works can deplete yet invigorate my senses...like now...to the point at 3.30am where i may not be able to sleep...first reading Hannah and now THIS new spectacle has my imagination swirling as tornado as if im on amphetimines...you are the definition of inspiritory...everything you touch becomes a revelation....i am so unaccustommed to words affecting me in such a way...

[David W Moore III]

wow, what a ride. I love the wicker baskets as carriers of people in the air, and underwater where they are quite different. The subtle softness contrasted with bursts of hard action are amazing. Very much a study in contrasts. I think to some degree, many of us are riding that story in freefall. It can be good and bad, but the ride is definitely something!

[Matthew Kult]

I am a huge fan, I just love everything you do and you come very recommended by a mutual friend. This is as another reviewer said, very surreal. Absolutely wonderul imagery.

With Love,

Jaidyn

[Robin]

dreamlike and surreal ~ a living haiga ~

[Brad]

okay, let's get the teenager in me out of the way~
you said "rolling pebbles between my cheeks" SWAT!!

ahem...this one smells of tropical air and sea breezes...something warm and inviting but a little jagged around the edges...reminds me of....

[C]

Yes, jump with wings spread and feel that wind.

[luciddreamer]

love the imagery...
Peace