This is a poem about starting high school, told in the perspective of a young bird learning to fly. Throughout my high school, I too will learn to fly, and one day I will soar. But this new chapter of my life, this leaving of the nest, is frightening.
I can see why you were inspired by this tree, despite its lack of fruit! The branches are so knobby that they produce the most intricate tangle of shadow, don't they?
Thank you!
This poem is so hauntingly beautiful! I love the way you described the amber, capturing a feeling of autumn in such a creative way!
The imagery in this poem is fantastic! You captured the feeling of fall in such beautiful way. Good job!
Thank you so much!! And actually, I have been thinking of writing more prose work, so happy you liked my first venture!!
Yup! Best of luck!
I don't know but it scares me.
I love this!
This is a poem about starting high school, told in the perspective of a young bird learning to fly. Throughout my high school, I too will learn to fly, and one day I will soar.
But this new chapter of my life, this leaving of the nest, is frightening.
I can see why you were inspired by this tree, despite its lack of fruit! The branches are so knobby that they produce the most intricate tangle of shadow, don't they?
Woah, the shade of these poppies (or whatever they are) is stunning against the sunset backdrop. The colors mingle gorgeously.