MOVE ME POETRY — A POETRY COMMUNITY LIKE NO OTHER
Undulant
Nothing below me
falling in black velvet night
cold fear catches me
no matter how far I go
my flight is timeless
like smoke painting the heavens
whispering your name
in hushed brushstrokes of morning
colour is roaming
flooding the slopes of the sky
the four winds find me
carry me through fragrant rain
and I am drifting
undulant in the dawning
dreams torn asunder
in the ever shifting skies
my heart it keeps on falling
© Ann Bagnall