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......

Now I have Free Falling stuck in my head.

[Sean M. Addams]

a very creative piece .. imagery was great in this ... overall I thought you did an amazing job on this!! nice work

[Ed Hart]

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