Flying....Away. Poem by Annie Mark

Flying....Away.



Under an upturned bowl of blue sky
Gliding over the mountains of waves
MY fellow travelers on a wing outside
The window of the catamaran

The sun sets fire
To the deep blue carpet of the ocean
Flames of gold
Gleaming, glinting, glowing.

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