Up YonderUp yonder the gulls ease into the troubled winds
A wondrous swoop of curves and loops they form-
Beyond ballet- how they must feel as they dive and rise!
Down here in this world of so many angles
I let my mind hide in some quiet corner
Tethered still and praying for some angel
(Not some benevolent devil) to stop these
Chinless wonders in their handmade shoes
Stomping on my sensibilities
Over and and over and over.
Nowadays there seem so many things
We cannot rise above.
So I set my eyes up yonder.
Poetry by jenks
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Written on 2014-02-19 at 22:26
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