Beside My Wings Poem by Antonio Liao

Beside My Wings



asses every flap,
tangle each wings where
the joy
take always the steer
to guide

close the sky,
hold what is takes, neither the
the wind near to falls
just keep going
the end is near, placidly go

swing the wings
strengthen the rod, behold the coming
is near to kiss the sky,
the scented fumes smell of what
it comes.

bring the pole,
the steady course as touches the
ground; the wings subside
until, I win

Tuesday, May 19, 2020
Topic(s) of this poem: life
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Kostas Lagos 20 May 2020

An impressive poem! Great one!

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