General Poetry posted January 13, 2022

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A poem about love...

Paper Rocket

by The_Boy_Whodunnit

They sing that love’s a fiery ring;

I’ve seen a feather fly -

I think that it’s a fickle thing

That blows across the sky.


Retreating back inside my ship

Of creases, tears and scars -

A paper rocket - cold, and white -

A cage among the stars,


I’ll miss the moon; its lullabies,

And suns that rise and fall,

But I’ll be safe from feathered skies

Inside my folded walls.


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