Sunday, July 26, 2015

Sky, Earth, Sky

sky,
earth, sky,
never try
piloting prop
when you're sad and high.
last night i dreamed that i
cleared my head, got out of bed,
and walked down the wing to kiss you.
never take random pills with warm wine--
sky, earth, sky, fall, roll, rise, you, us, i.
______

an Etheree for Play It Again, Toads.

18 comments:

rum blue said...

Well slam-diggity. This is one of my favorites. Super hot and feisty.

"never try
piloting prop
when you're sad and high"

Sounds like it turned out to be a pretty interesting ride to me. Just not too many pills ... you know? The headache alone could kill you.

Mama Zen said...

I love the way this makes me feel motion. . . like the roll of a plane.

Sanaa Rizvi said...

Superb!! Loved how this poem made me feel.. like a roller coaster ride :D
Beautifully penned :D

Lots of love,
Sanaa

Sherry Blue Sky said...

WOWZERS!!!!! I so totally love this poem!

rum blue said...

I keep coming back to read it again and again. That's a pretty good compliment, isn't it? ;)

rhymeswithbug said...

oh what a dream! cleverly done

Ella said...

I love the floaty feel of your words~ A dreamscape feeling, so well done and fun to read~

Rosemary Nissen-Wade said...

I keep re-reading too. It's satisfying and intriguing at once.

Blogoratti said...

An enjoyable and delightful read, nice!

georgeplaceblog said...

Love the motion in this and the last line is wonderful

Other Mary said...

AWww - good advice, although I love dreams of flying. The rhyme is so satisifying, and the progression in the last line really sums it up.

myinnerchick.com said...

Less
for you,
is so much more! xx

Kerry O'Connor said...

This is really lovely. I like the way the poem stretches out like the wing of a plane, and the second to last line is excellent advice!

TexWisGirl said...

that's really cool.

Sumana Roy said...

love the final line most...

hedgewitch said...

This is a really hard form I think, very easy to lose the thread, but you make it work overtime for you, especially exploiting the random feel of it in that last line. Agree with Kerry on the walking the wing part, and also love the incidental rhyme you casually delight us with till you abandon it to throw a sharp unrhymed uppercut. You managed to say twice as much with half as many words as usual here--love it.

Susie Clevenger said...

It is tough walking on wings when you mix pills and wine. Love this!

Margaret said...

I really enjoy the rhyme here and the almost hypnotic way it unfolds - and the last line is such a joy to say!