Twisted Like a Storm

Wishing

Something that appears so solid
But is in fact disappointingly untangible.
Just fluff suspended in the air
Tempting me to take a step
Into my deepest dreams and wishes.
And just maybe
I could fly to a better place.
Oh what a wonderful thing it would be
If I could leave all of this behind!
But just like the clouds, those wishes are
Untangible, untouchable.
Because this is Reality,
And in it I would fall to the
Vast ocean
B
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l
o
w
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*This was what I wrote on the airplane going from Oahu to the Big Island. I decided to write down my thoughts in the only way I know how: in a poem.