Skin turns to ashes,
pink clouds in the sky.
Lightening that flashes,
with thundering cries.
Beer brewed and packaged,
it’s well worth a try.
The weight has been lifted,
it’s time now to fly.
Wings have been granted,
away as we go.
Seeds has been planted,
watch down as they grow.
Together in tandem,
an open window.
The weight has been lifted,
if you listen you’ll know.
A jumpsuit of feathers,
a smile of light.
Through inclement weather,
with fear not in sight.
The pride felt by seagulls,
of those yet in flight.
The weight has been lifted,
and all is alright.
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Published by Aaron Michael Lynn
I am a marketing consultant and aspiring writer, with a major in English and a minor in history. I have been writing poetry consistently since my senior year of high school and have since published three poetry books and three novels. I have also written several songs and a few short stories. I also wrote and published a trilogy of novels, my Troika book series. I am currently working on a large-scale multi-book fantasy series that I am very excited about! Writing is a part of my every day, and I would have trouble finding meaning or the will to keep going without it.
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