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Those Who Fly

January 6, 2013
By GraphicWriter DIAMOND, Yuba City, California
GraphicWriter DIAMOND, Yuba City, California
63 articles 10 photos 89 comments

It started with birds
A turn of the wing
Taking a valley from brown to green
Mountains with snow, iced like cakes
Flourish blue and green in a great heron's wake.

On water some sit
Moving as one
A pattern they know
All lead and flow
The path carved in time and memory
From the old wings that have flown
To the new that dibble and dabble
And dip and turn.

The baby chick hatches its egg
Breaking the surface with a triumphant cry
Ready to defy the sky
And paint wing beats of beauty
Against great blues and orange hues
Water the brush and air the canvas
The wings the colors
The mind the imagination
A bird is a creature
One that we envy
A creature with the meaning to touch up high
And fly.


The author's comments:
I envy birds that they fly, I envy them.

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on Jul. 14 2013 at 10:58 pm
GraphicWriter DIAMOND, Yuba City, California
63 articles 10 photos 89 comments
My Dad loves space, and he wanted to be an astronaut and so this poem is also kinda with him in mind- I too wish to fly

on Jul. 14 2013 at 2:38 pm
freeperson DIAMOND, Burlington, Vermont
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Favorite Quote:
"Have you seen the way he looks at you, the way his expression softens and his eyes are like stars...?" - Ara Weston

omg i envy them so much too, i want to fly so bad!