Dark hues color the ever-expansive sky
The cloud-folk veil every last ray of sunlight
Foggy droplets slowly seep into my soul
My veins crack wildly with each thunderous echo
As I drift away into an eternal mist,
I float above the clouds, ascending sunward until I find my way home.
Sam is a high school student from northern Florida. His love for the English language began while studying for the spelling bee, where he competed at the National level.
A nice timely poem after a gloomy week . I guess someone will come up with an earthquake piece now.
Lovely.
Thank you!
AMAZING! I ABSOLUTE LOVE IT. I love the language as well – sunward.
1000 gog
beautiful. i read it so many times