My first flight

 

Jarring stiff bodies
flung from Heaven.
Its hard to breathe as my space
and heart meet somewhere in the middle
Sub-consciously holding myself together
Put the pieces back in place,
we're falling apart.

Reviews

[Ani-Mae]

Well I dont think it can be interpreted one way of course, but when I wrote this I was combining the feelings of being on the plane (Stiff bodies & turbulance) as well as applying it to a relationship (we're falling apart.) Thanks for the review :)

[zdzd]

Deep, but I am struggling to understand the meaning of the poem. Are you talking about; death? Life? or actual flight?