Tuesday, April 8, 2008

Final Flight

I am bright orange,
Falling from the clear blue sky,
Landing softly, sleep.



Austin Almadi

2 comments:

max farrill said...

this poem really flows but maybe take the from the second line its an air word

Jack Sullivan said...

i dont understand what you are talking about. An orange bird maybe?

Make that a bit more clear maybe

sleep takes away from death

sumtin like eternal rest would be better