soaring through the clouds
where are you going, my friends?
hope you find it well!
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angela hepworth
Hello! I’m Angela and I enjoy writing fiction, poetry, reviews, and more. I delve into the dark, the sad, the silly, the sexy, and the stupid. Come check me out!
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Bartender
On the heels of grief, pain bears down hard. On the heels of death, pain awakens the quiet place between the end of our own life and now. Feeling anything is like seeing a film and in black and white, slow motion, all sound turned off. Just watching. Gritting teeth, awkward smiles and bloody red eyes move around, scanning the others who are feeling something I don't want to feel, but I do. Escapism is all I have ever known. ~
By ROCK aka Andrea Polla (Simmons)2 days ago in Poets
Comments (9)
So many stories inside that plane. So glad you wrote that :)
Lovely sentiment! Great work, Angela!
Supercute!!
Such a cheerful haiku, it reminds me of the moments when I would hear the planes and I would have that urge to wave.
Aww! This one's like a warm little wish tucked into words! Angela✨ Feels like you're sending off good vibes and hoping everyone lands where they're meant to. Really sweet!
Brill! Makes me want to hop on a plane and go on an adventure! Great stuff.
I have these same thoughts every time I see or hear an airplane. Lovely sky-ku.
Ooh, I like this so much. I always get so excited like a little kid when I see a plane overhead, wondering where they're headed and what the stories of each of the passengers might be. It makes me feel simultaneously small and intrinstically connected to all of humanity.
Such a heartening positive wish