Wednesday, December 7, 2016

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[image from google dot com]


WINGING IT
I
Many days, it's about the shape of leaves
For the flowers drop, rain-beaten,
And the moon, given to constrictions,
Might be somewhat swollen, still,
Yet not fully.

II
Then, there are those days,
Light as cotton candy, in cotton candy hues;
Soft pale pinks, blues and warm frothy whites,
Like milk;
Nourishment from the Gods.

III
The giant bird of steel and drones,
Lands on the runway,
You board, since your ticket is valid;
Your passport bears the stamp of traveller,
And reeks of reality.

IV
Sorted near the window,
You look, only longingly,
Still, those clouds you love so much,
Diaphanous as dreams, are,
Yet far away.
WINGING IT © gillena cox 2016


Blog hopping today at
Mid week motif ~ Aviation
Susan prompting today also reminds us that today December 7th is International Civil Aviation Day

26 comments:

  1. "And reeks of reality" So strange that as high as we fly, we don't seem to get closer to the colors and those forces which change our tides. I felt that capture here, the marvel of it, the solid tickets in our hands.

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    1. I think I must have read it since the edit, because it's still the poem I love so much (grin).

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  2. Thank you for your appreciation Susan

    much love...

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  3. I especially love your closing lines, such a beautiful description of clouds......

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  4. "Diaphanous clouds"- intrigue me! Wow....and I simply soaked myself into it. Lovely poem, Gellina.

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    1. Thank you for your appreciation Panchali

      Much love...

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  5. On the days I can't fly, it's always about the shape of the leaves! :)

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    1. Thanks for your appreciation MMT

      much love...

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  6. I like the idea of being a traveler in this reality. Lovely writing Gillena.

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    1. Happy you dropped in Myrna

      Much love...

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  7. Beautifully dreamy! Really enjoyed your take on 'flight.'

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    1. Thanks for dropping in Mary

      much love...

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  8. Your passport bears the stamp of traveller,
    And reeks of reality.
    Excellent!

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  9. Many days, it's about the shape of leaves.... so true..loved these verses..

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    1. Happy you dropped by Thotpurge

      Much love...

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  10. Apart from the fact you are completely out of control of everything on the plane it is still an enjoyable experience...most of the time. Sometimes the clouds look as though you coul walk on them...but I haven't tried that yet!

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  11. You have captured the emotion of being in flight so perfectly, Gillena❤️ Love that image of "You look, only longingly, still, those clouds you love so much, diaphanous as dreams, are, yet far away" sigh..❤️ beautifully rendered.


    Lots of love,
    Sanaa

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    1. Thank you for your appreciation Sanaa

      much love...

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  12. I much prefer the leaves, flowers and cotton candy clouds - far nicer than steel birds :-)

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  13. Thanks for dropping by Jae

    Much love...

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  14. Beautiful writing Gillena. I have tried a few time to sumit a poem to Monday prompts without success ( yout format does not work for me)

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  15. How lovely! Clouds are one of the joys of travelling by plane :-)
    Well-penned, Gillena.

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    1. Surely Nicholas. Thanks for dropping by

      Much love...

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