Weightless Poem by Bella Luca

Weightless



Turning pages; pigeon wings
Pencils scratch paper like halting trains
Pens click painfully: anxiously

Snickers cower in warm breaths
That could fill a hot air balloon
A thousand times over

But I’m a feather,
They wisp me away

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Alek Lenth 17 April 2010

Love the images! They are exciting and non-trivial, the alliteration does a lot for me as well.

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