The Skyward Orange Highway
Who would know the sky if they can only see the clouds
Soaring higher in flight in melodramatic motion
Evanescence fluidity and imperfection all flow into presence of yourself
Expurgation , Disappearing vanishing
Recrudescence in ignominy
Like Icarus in the sun wax melting on aegis wings an arcana shining brightly in a flashing moment of brilliance
Great work, really vivid. I'm gonna follow you and I suggest you follow me too @peggy.lou We poets need to stick together and it would be really cool if you could check out some of my work :)