July 31, 2012 by Chris G. Soul Flight Soul flight— the northern wind rasping in the dark flitting like sunlit Angels fell on water leaves the whirl of broken night clinging to stars. Small favors: I didn’t put a Weeping Angel here. (Photo credit: Wikipedia) About these ads Share this:StumbleUponTwitterFacebookGoogle +1RedditDiggLinkedInLike this:Like Loading...
The poem takes on the spiral “feel” of a nebula – falling, rising, winding – starlight, windblown, beyond time, form, gravity, and space – a mission of suspense. Exhilarating! Reply
The imagery is fantastic in this.
Great work.
really beautiful imagery in this chris….
This is beautiful. I love that we have so much to hold onto.
The poem takes on the spiral “feel” of a nebula – falling, rising, winding – starlight, windblown, beyond time, form, gravity, and space – a mission of suspense. Exhilarating!
wonderful picture this piece does make
Just beautiful – wonderful movement. K