Juan Olivarez

Silver Star - 4,291 Points (september 12 / nyssa oregon)

A Plastic Bag

Poem by Juan Olivarez

A plastic bag, flying high in the air,
Whirling around and around.
Floating in the whirlwind, without a care,
In the blue above the ground.

Dancing in the sky, amidst the clouds,
Higher and higher still.
No fear, no sorrow, no qualms, no doubts,
Borne on the thermals, without a will.

Lost in oblivion, high in the blue,
Where she'll come down, nobody knows.
Floating in a realm, not for me or you,
Wherever the wind, decides to blow.


(8/14/11-Alton Texas)


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Poem Submitted: Sunday, August 14, 2011

Poem Edited: Monday, August 15, 2011


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