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Blue Sky Dreaming, a Fantasy Poem

Mark Tulin is a baseball fan from Philadelphia, PA. He has four books of poetry and one short story collection, available on Amazon.

Free as a Bird

If I could choose to be any other species, I'd be a bird, specifically a condor, because they can fly among the highest.

Whenever I'm in the mountains or at the beach, birds are the first things I notice. I instinctively look up to the sky to see what's flapping its wings, imagining what joy they must feel to soar in open spaces.

Even if birds have a short life span, the experience of feeling free must be extraordinary.

Enjoy Blue Sky Dreaming along with my video poem with music by Peter Kater in the background.

Poem: Blue Sky Dreaming

To be as free as a bird

Able to go where humans

could only hope,

sitting on a lamppost,

balancing on a tree limb,

and swaying back and forth

on a slippery wire

To float on the ocean

like a buoy

Drifting with the tide

at the break of dawn,

and again at sunset

I want to soar in blue skies,

deep as topaz,

rich as sapphire

Breathing in

a bird’s freedom,

the lightness of being,

sunshine on my feathers,

scaling the clouds

above the sea

To perch on a dream

with a condor up high

Rest on heaven’s gate

View the world from

the great beyond

in a momentary thrill

To spread my wings

and fly.

© 2021 Mark Tulin

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