FLIGHT FULL WINGS

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such a perfect day

so tall

and blue

a lovely forever

stolen

momentarily

by my so enchanted eye

mesmerizing

my before blackened mood

lone gull

follow my thoughts

fly off to wherever you wish

God understands

both our habitual needs

to wonder

yours

upon that of the physical plain

while mine continuously takes place

in the vast recesses

of this baffling beautiful mind

as love would have it

poetry for me

becomes my own form of

'Flight Full Wings'..............

(June 14, 2000 430pm)


Author's Notes/Comments: 

how poetry takes me away from everything.

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