Poetry

Kindred Spirits Are We

Kindred spirits are we
Same path
Different journey

Parallel Lives
Parallel Lines
Parallel Identities
Parallel Minds

Dancing the dance
We know so well
Distant, foreign memories
Cast like a spell

See you at the station
We're on -- the right track
But if you get there before I'm over
Leave the light on out back
Leave the light on out back

~ Dave Miller

Kite

Kite on a string, the sky and the air,
floats on the wind, with the devil may care.

The cord as it lengthens, my pull becomes strong,
its colors are bright, as the breeze takes it along.

Higher and higher till a speck in the sky,
it spins and twists, but continues to fly.

It fights to be free, to accompany the windy stream,
I hold it tight, taking away its freedom dream.

It's mine to control, guard and to care,
the day will come, I'll unconfine it to the air.

Up in the heavens, I'll set it free,
to soar with the birds, where I'd like to be.

A view from above, it sees me below,
Up, up it drifts away, where now I, the prisoner, can't go.

~ Angelo Perna

Take-off

We were airborne,
and in seconds
the world was a little girl's jewelry box,
tipped over onto black velvet.
An electric grid of glitter
and gemstones,
showing the underlying order
to seeming chaos.

I feel tiny and big
at the same time.

~ Lauren Curtis