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Escape with destiny.
by Sam Roberts
Twist and tickle fate,
sweep the clouds into your brain.
Spin standing still, and smile.
Make an arch,
glide under and out.
watch the wing of the witness
and steal it,
now fly.
04/20/2003 Posted on 04/20/2003
Copyright © 2024 Sam Roberts
| Member Comments on this Poem |
| Posted by Amy Niggel on 04/21/03 at 03:49 AM very well written I love the way your words flow it gives a great feel to it. Good Job! |
| Posted by J. P. Davies on 04/23/03 at 08:15 PM I enjoy poems involving flying no matter how metaphorically. The one human accomplishment impossible to achieve unaided... |
| Posted by Melissa Arel on 04/24/03 at 07:30 PM Excellent read.. your words in this piece are classic. Great job. |
| Posted by Rommel Cruz on 05/02/03 at 02:13 PM I like the way you described fate as something physically tangible. It's really a good read. This leaves a "flying" feeling to the audience. |
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