Up in The Air, poetry by Karin Porter at Spillwords.com
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Up in The Air

Up in The Air

written by: Karin Porter


I watch the wind
Blow through the trees
The branches like arms
Waving desperately at someone
Whose attention they’re unable to capture

The gusts whistle
And mimic ebb tides
First crashes, then silence
As they wane for a moment

The trees have no choice
They must brave the wind
Or else succumb to it

I imagine myself
At the tops of the trees
Admiring the view
Wishing I could fly

Dylan once said
The answers are blowing
I just need to catch them
lest they fly from my grasp

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