High Bec CowleyPoems and ProsePoem, Poems and Prose, Poetry, The Prompt, writing2 Comments Raised from Earth To soar through Breathtaking blue skies Skin tingles In the rush of Fresh crisp air Lifted High Above clouds Illuminated In the glory of Golden sunlight Facing heaven Free. Share this: Share on X (Opens in new window) X Share on Facebook (Opens in new window) Facebook Email a link to a friend (Opens in new window) Email Share on Reddit (Opens in new window) Reddit Share on Tumblr (Opens in new window) Tumblr Share on Pinterest (Opens in new window) Pinterest Share on Stumble (Opens in new window) Stumble More Share on Stumble (Opens in new window) Stumble Like Loading... Related
Such a strong poem – your imagery took me up there. Thank you 🙂 Special Teaching at Pempi’s Palace Reply
Wow, so simple yet so powerful. I found this really uplifting to read. Thank you so much for sharing with #ThePrompt x Reply
Such a strong poem – your imagery took me up there. Thank you 🙂
Special Teaching at Pempi’s Palace
Wow, so simple yet so powerful. I found this really uplifting to read. Thank you so much for sharing with #ThePrompt x