Tuesday, March 25, 2008


what if i did live
like i insist i can?
cut ties that bind.
would i be fine,
drifting free and easy
like i might,
tumbling all around?

no chains
no tethers
no gravity to hold me down.
would i still know
at such great heights
tossed about like a kite,
would I still know
which way is the ground?

angels soar:
they were born to.
but what would a devil do
sent floating over town?

you'd look up
i'd look down
shouldn't it be the other way around?


Anonymous said...

I love this little poem. It suits you so well Daniel!

d.e.g. said...

glad you like, kind sir. Of course I am now wondering who left this...

eric said...

oh, it's eric devlin