Sky Dive

skyebellasario

The plane door flies open,

I teeter over the edge.

The birds circle below me,

My heart longs to be with them.

 

The closest I will ever be 

To soaring across the skies

With them is this.

 

To my side,

I watch as wispy clouds 

Float.

 

How simple it must be to just

Float.

 

Below me, many fields 

Cover the ground.

I throw myself 

Down towards the greenery. 

 

I tumble through the emptiness.

Hoping I never reach the end,

But, alas, my feet hit the floor

And the reality comes at me

Like a gust of wind.

  • Author: Skye Bellasario (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: October 4th, 2017 15:59
  • Category: Short story
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  • Accidental Poet

    That would be fun. If only I could get past the feeling of falling. ; )

    • skyebellasario

      I am so excited, when it comes to falling I am completely the opposite I love the feeling

      • Accidental Poet

        Take one for me. ; )

      • Louis Gibbs

        Sounds like a blast, Sky! Have a great time on your birthday. Enjoyed your poem,



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