Alex F.
Alex F.
A blue-eyed boy
?trapped?
in a spinning fantasy world,
?alone?
A hand cast out of
water,
gleaming with rings of sliver on the fingers.
?Trapped?
in a spinning fantasy world,
?alone?
He calls,
weakly,
to me?you?him?her?
But, no one can hear
him.
A blue-eyed boy,
swimming in gleaming
water.
?Trapped?
?Alone?
A spinning fantasy world,
he skims his fingers over
water.
And here’s my most recent one. I wrote it one day after I just got off grounding for like… a month and a half cause I had snuck out of the house.
Good Morning!
Good Morning!
i like our(my) sky today.
The sun stirs the
clouds.
The blue of an ocean,
mother
to the other angels.
May i please
borrow(!have!) back my
wings,
please?
With your permission,
i’ll fly along with the others,
sing,
shield and
shun,
with your permission(of course).