On the edge I stand
Constructing paper airplanes
Crisp clean fresh sheets
Free of any dark remark
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Images are so clear that I want to go out and look for some of those 'crumpled gliders'
really gorgeous choice of words, images and sentiment. thank you
I liked these rhymes and use of repeted consonants. Whether under full faced Moon Or tiny silver slivered smile Moonlit, Moonless Starlit, Starless, Paper planes I launch An original way of presenting your thoughts and wishes.
Charmingly fresh metaphor. The rhythm and language flow beautifully.
thank you for this poem. i could really relate to it as a reader.
Nice thoughts sounds like a relationship that is also on the edge... hope it surrvived.
building dreams to crumble after