Sky

Sky

A Poem by The High Poet
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Some kind of love poem.... I think?

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sky

Life in the sky while learning to fly

Sometimes can do it without getting high

Looking at things from way up above

Too far too reach, too far to love

Never knowing how to come down

So when I am up I where a frown

But up it seams is where I want to be

Flying so fast over the sea

There is only one who know who I am

Her name is Kate and together we land

I am her rock when she needs me to be

And she is my strength when I can not see

With no one else I can share myself

She keeps me grounded and helps my health

I was waiting for her my entire life

Now that I found her I'll make her my wife

Together a team that can do anything

I am her knight and she is my queen

© 2009 The High Poet


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Very touching poem. I loved the way to rhymed. I think adding rhymiing helps the flow of a poem tremendously, but I always have a hard time with rhyming. I also loved how your narrator progressed from feeling small in a way to being loved be her friend and wife. Very nice and beautiful poem. Again wonderful work!

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Great poem - the best of everything to you both. d.r.

Posted 15 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Very touching poem. I loved the way to rhymed. I think adding rhymiing helps the flow of a poem tremendously, but I always have a hard time with rhyming. I also loved how your narrator progressed from feeling small in a way to being loved be her friend and wife. Very nice and beautiful poem. Again wonderful work!

Posted 15 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.


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Once I ran and hid my face Scared to face my disgrace Always running no way out Now I stand and shout THESE ARE MY RHYMES! When I write it's like I have tapped into some kind of creative ener.. more..

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