I look up at the silver bird
sailing across
the heavenly oceans of sky,
and for a moment
I wonder,
where are you going?
What sits on the horizon for you?
Does that cloud island
have a thousand silver linings hidden below?
I picture storybooks,
filled with answers to why.
I imagine picture postcard landscapes.
Head in hands, I sigh
dreaming of the places
only those metal wings
can describe.
I wonder, where are you going?
But then I remember
there is an app for that
and the magic
dissipates
into wisps that fly.
I look up,
at the cool night air.
Is that a star,
or a planet up there,
I wander through wonderlust star dust.
A world so far away from us.
Is there life? Does it sing?
Does it paint in shades of aqua marine?
Do they think like you and me?
Does the air taste completely new?
A citrus tang with starburst sweet overtures.
I look through excited eyes,
are you a planet or a star?
Then I recall I have an app installed
which will tell me precisely that,
and the magic drops
like an asteroid
crashing my thoughts to earth.
I look at the green, blue,
pictures of home,
and I wonder if people think like me.
If they see a flower and smile,
If they meet someone from a faraway land,
do they welcome them in,
break bread, and find commonality
before trying all new customs and cuisine?
Do they see the locks of beauty?
Do they hold love like a key?
Or are they all so different
and I'm like the alien from far away?
I wonder to myself hopefully,
Are people kind? Are people open to change?
Are they willing to hold out a hand?
Then I remember
we have apps for that,
and my hope dissipates.
I look all around
and I think of how much
I’d like to write it all down,
paint it in words,
so, people would know
this world we inhabit.
I'd like to make art
out of the light and dark.
I'd love to write
of what it means to be human
with a beating heart,
and whilst I know
there are apps that can,
they don't understand
the intricate nature of man.
The artificial can never know
of this life we walk through
each and every day.
So, I will always carry a pen,
and I’ll put my phone away,
see the world through my own eyes
not a camera lens,
and I’ll write it all down
with my own unique spin.
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Peace, Love & Poetry
Kyle
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