Cockpit Of Imaginatioin Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Cockpit Of Imaginatioin



Helicopters flying in my mind, rotating their rotors
in thoughts, stirring them blendingly into peaceful
images brought forward from yesterday's romances
above earth.

Flying through skyways and enjoying small pleasures
of a total freedom in the cockpit of my imagination,
I travel the world over inside minute moments of my
mind.

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