Poem: Winged

ihaveausername

I already published this on my blog, but I figured I might as well post it here, too. Sorry if it's not that good; I'm not used to writing about fairies in my poems.

Winged
Freedom is sky and yet dust
Magic flows in the air
Fluttering wings echo through
Meadows, shining and shared
Wonderment raised by the longing
Nostalgia appears from behind
Escaping reality, withdraw
Into computer and mind.
The elements here are expected
Found through a trail of bright sand
And through it we all are connected
In this one digitized land.
Amazing is this bright code
And fantastical here where we lie
A joy to the soul, it is
For it is a joy just to fly.

amethystdayglow

Nice! I really love the description you added!

Pumpkin

Cool poem. I love it.

Villiana

I'm adoring this poem!~

Memm

It's such a great and descriptive poem! I loved it alot! Well done!