Gazing below, the jade water is as clear as a pane of glass
Golden, shimmering sand spreads like butter across the land
Noisy, busy birds fly over above white clouds
Soaring high then low on the wind
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Free Verse seems like a very appropriate name for the form you've chosen to call this. searching for the freedom of birds, though they too have to land sometime! or do some birds mate and lay eggs in the sky? ? yes, i can see it now: a nesting colony in the clouds. DROP the eggs on this cumulus and be on one's way. eggs hatch in the warmth of the sun [or warmth of rising greenhouse gases] and DROP the bugs or fish or seeds down to nourish them. [gee! who knew that nourish needs an o? ] The calm, cobalt sky, a blanket above the caged world............... like the alliteration(s) here. and i just noticed the rhyme scheme of the first three stanzas. i like that you didn't force yourself to add a fifth line to the last stanza. this is one choice i'll make for inclusion in Section B of my/our November a showcase for PH poets. catch ya later, alligator. bri :)