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Imagine me, descending clouds of grey,
The roaring of the wind has ceased at last
Resembling dawn, ascending summer's day,
It harshly pulls me back to my ship's mast
I yearn for more, to break the fragile skies,
Exhilaration satisfies my heart
“Too high! Too high!” the feathered blackbird cries,
I cannot hear, as through the leaves I dart
The tender wood beneath me sobs and sighs,
Then margins shatter and at last I'm free
As higher through the heavens I arise,
But down I plummet, near the willow tree
I sweep the ground, and leave the wooden seat,
Imagining the next time that we meet.

This work has been published in the Teen Ink monthly print magazine. This piece has been published in Teen Ink’s monthly print magazine.




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JuandelaCruzThis teenager is a 'regular' and has contributed a lot of work, comments and/or forum posts, and has received many votes and high ratings over a long period of time. This work has been published in the Teen Ink monthly print magazine. said...
Dec. 16, 2013 at 2:21 am
All I can is that---------your poem is AWESOME!!!!
 
enkrbffs said...
Jun. 1, 2011 at 11:01 am
Talent! this is talent!
 
sallysunshine said...
Jul. 28, 2010 at 7:47 am
Wonderful!  I wondered what this was about for awhile, and then realized.  feeling is beautiful!
 
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