Roshnii

Swans glide, wings beat deep and wide – carving their migratory path through the south sky. Sparrows dive in the wind’s slipstream. Beaks pierce the clouds like the skin of a dream.
Soap bubble floats up high. Round window of rainbow light.
Tree branches finger the sun. At their feet, a thinker bends his mind in on [...]

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• Categories: prose poetry, stream of consciousness
• Tags: bubble, dream, sky, sparrows, swans, thinking, trees

A stretch of sky.
My thoughts drop into shadow.
I can no longer beat my wings,
Standing at the edge of this cliff,
Far below, a sea,
Into which I am about to fall.
I feel the fear of the fall,
Grope around for a hold on the sky.
Can I stop myself dropping into the sea?
No, I am sucked under by shadow.
Losing [...]

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• Categories: poetry
• Tags: cliff, fall, sea, shadow, sky