my vehicle
By fictus03
it would be nice to fly away one day to get away from it all leave it all behind and enjoy the winds grace its only too bad we cant and thats just the way things are even still why remain grounded although we have no wings of our own im not just gonna sit here i plan to fly far away from this very spot i will paint my wings i will paint them from the fruits of the forbidden garden i will sketch them from the pencil that refuses to write i will outline them in the tears of the sky cause I refuse to stay grounded the sky is my limit i plan to reach it whose to say that without wings we can not fly i intend to i will write my way to the sky these words can take me anywhere through the depths of the ocean across the African plains up to the moon beyond the jungles of south america into the conscience of the soul past the veins of the body just outside the sight of the mind and back the written word will be my vehicle my path to the imagination and with these words I can go anywheresometimes it helps to use poetry as a "vehicle" to escape for a while. Written January 20th, 2002 © on Jan 20 2002 12:53 PM PST 10 • 0
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"it would be nice to fly away one day..."