Studio8 - Uniting the Arts

vogelfrei



to be air or an
ashen streak of flight
or be silt:

i am outlawed,
free as a bird.

i am a scarecrow
made of doves,
i am my own flock
of feathers.

i am ragged,
i am windblown,
tied to field and sky,

and i fly.

and when cascades of brakish water
soak my wings, soak them down,
i am still flying, barely
scratching mud,
my tattered pinions not yet
brushing sludge
touching ground
the way my rack does.

i am quick
i am fleeting

i am swift
and dove and swallow,

a flitting vagabound
of hope,
a raggamuffin fowl fully fledged.

i am a tumbling a nomad of breath
with a rustling in his throat
while the sky
stands still.

flue ash and freedom
are hard to swallow.

flapped by a wing
feathered boa trail
sky writing with soul

Ah, Panta.....what a picture! What a picture you paint!!!!!!!


(forgive me, I couldn't resist adding my daub of gray)

And as I flew

I realized

I had no wings

The freefall

Was glorious

Heart pounding

Soul wrenching

Till I hit the ground

and while i fell
all of a sudden
earth
grew giant wings

i fell
into my own
flight

and now i am flying

when eart grows wings,
it may look like this:




http://www.yannarthusbertrand.com/yann2 ... pais0=Inde


or this:



http://www.yannarthusbertrand.com/yann2 ... &pais=Oman


or this:



http://www.yannarthusbertrand.com/yann2 ... is=Islande


or this:



http://www.yannarthusbertrand.com/yann2 ... is0=France


you never know. you just fall....

(and check out this site - the view of flying eyes:
http://www.yannarthusbertrand.com/yann2/)

sometimes, it looks like this - and you still fall:



http://www.yannarthusbertrand.com/yann2 ... ais=France

red carpet zing treatment
roll it out
freefallin zing
cushions my mind

judih, jamming aMayZingly



http://www.yannarthusbertrand.com/yann2 ... ais=France

If earth grew wings

It would fly away

Leaving man

To pollute

The void