Poem: Reds and Oranges

Posted on 05/22/2022 by Pisaries Creator

Surfing the sky, 
red waves and orange clouds,
I want to be there.

Floating high and mighty,
like a shaman cultivating power,
tending to her fingernails,
making sure the toenails are sharp.

Flying this powerful,
between the folds of the waves,
the sea creatures among us.

Sitting dignified with visions,
I can contribute much,
make sacrifices to the mountains,
bleed for nothing.