It's been fun, but here's the stop sign,
you've rode shot gun all this time,
living in this moment has been good,
but i guess it's time for a change.
it's moving time, I'm not waiting for a signal.
choices seem so tangible and you know,
you know that nothing lasts forever.
before the war begins, I'm not afraid,
we all know balloons can't reach the moon,
and even eagles have to find ground,
when you feel like 10 foot tall,
there's a bigger drop for you to fall down;
i just don't want to be your gravity.
Wow, i have heard so much about your work but never looked at it properly. this poem is captivating, the images and analogys in it are absolutely out of this world, i cannot believe how good your work is.
by the way, i was wondering if you could comment on my last two poems. i value your opinion highly and would greatly appreciate your input. thanks.
if you dont have the time, thats ok, maybe some other time then.
anyway, again, wow, you have wonderful talent.
always a fan