IT IS TIME TO FLY

It is time, my friends, I sigh.

To spread my wings and learn to fly.

My heart is heavy, but my spirit soars high.

As I seek a proper way to say goodbye.

Life has become a selfish way to be.

There is no ‘we’ but only the greedy ‘me.’

The world has lost its appeal to me.

I need to escape and learn to fly free.

Mother Nature will guide my journey.

As the birds follow the land & the sea.

So too, I will take the next step I see.

A hesitant but vital step to being free.

I close my eyes and touch the sky.

My body rises above the tallest tree.

As the puffy clouds make room for me.

The birds circle me as I fly free.

I AM FREE

 

mistymorrning

Floating in the dark of night

After the birds take flight.

Out in the sea, I drift alone,

Where no one else dares to roam.

Tears fall upon my face

As they step up their pace.

Flooded with grief and despair.

I free my braid and cut chunks of hair.

I don’t need to be a beauty anymore.

He’s walked out of the proverbial door.

I am free to drift with the night or

Visit the depths of the ocean floor.

No one searches for me.

I take a step, I’m free.

I AM SMOKE

Source:menpale

I am smoke.

I am air.

Watch me fly

Through the air.

Hold my breath,

Head held high,

You are alive

And so am I.

DARE TO FLY

Lift your burning eyes to the sky

to the creatures who dare to fly.

THE DEAD GAME

FLY AWAY WITH ME

THE DEAD AT HEART 
by Susanne Leist


Fly away with The Dead
to Canada.
Your chariot awaits.

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LIFE IN YOUR HAND

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A bit of fluttering

tickles your fingers.

Antennas search for sound

as wings take flight.

It leaves too soon

on the puff of a breeze.

For one precious moment,

you held life in your hand.

FLY LIKE THE WIND

Source:menpale

Fly like the wind

Along the country road

Past rolling plains,

Majestic mountains.

Beauty on every side.

FLAP YOUR WINGS

Flap your pretty wings

as the bluebird sings.

Prepare to take flight.

Fly with all your might.

Soar through the turquoise sky.

You can never reach too high.

Fly,

Pretty butterfly.

Fly.

BORN FREE

I will fight.

I will fight the hunters.

I will fight to the death.

I will ride proud and free.

Man will not tame me.

I will not be ridden.

I will remain as free as the wind.

I was born free.

I will die free.

THE LIGHT

woodendreams

(by Derek Kind)

Take me to the bright light that shimmers

in the far reaches of the forest.

I lay my head on a thick bed of grass.

A blanket of flowers for my cover.

Sleeps takes me away from here

to a place where there’s no fear.

I fly above the branches

and gaze at my sleeping form.

Contentment relaxes my face.

My eyelids flicker in my dream.

Too soon it will be night,

bringing the dark and cold.

I must return tomorrow

to see how my dream unfolds.

A WINDOW OF OPPORTUNITY

It watches.

It waits.

The sun rises.

Fly away pretty bird.

Take a chance.

Spread your wings.

A BIT FEY

I walk with the living at day.

They do not hear I word I say.

They assume I’m alive like them,

But I’m stronger than any men.

I run through the trees,

Flying faster than bees.

At day, my true self hides away.

People believe I might be fey.

At night, I walk with others.

Closer to me than brothers.

“Who are you?” you might timidly ask.

Be careful, I’ll take you to the task.

THE DEAD GAME SERIES

FREE

When night comes softly
On feet as light as air,
I can see clearly
Of what I shouldn’t dare.

Alone on this hilltop
With the embracing cold,
Boundaries cannot stop
Me from being so bold.

I want to look at the night,
Gaze out into the unknown,
Dare to dream of my flight,
And dream of where I have flown.

Secrets hidden in darkness,
Beneath a cloak of despair.
Shadows roaming in blackness.
A striking and deadly pair.

At night I can roam free
And sail forth on gossamer wings.
Be all that I can be
No matter what the dark night brings.

REFLECTIONS

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Sky Explosion (by drxgonfly)

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REFLECTIONS

Reflections from above

surround me like a glove.

Hues of purple and pink

make me ponder and think.

I lift my face high

to the starry sky.

What is the reason I am here?

Why do I live my life in fear?

Questions in my mind

seek what I can’t find.

A shooting star streaks by.

“Is this my answer?” I sigh.

A bird perches near my arm.

I jump in fear and alarm.

Its black eyes stare back at me

and with a wink, it flies free.

I am alone with the night

with the moon at its full height.

My fear falls away like a cloak.

I begin to cry with a choke.

The bird has shown me a place

where I can reveal my face.