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Air currents lift me high
Offer solace without a sigh
Take me places I cannot see
Yet experienced, an epiphany
I become a leaf carried quietly
Over mountainous peaks and lush valleys
Panoramic splendor surrounds my soul
Betwixt dark clouds and kaleidoscopic rainbow
A wind tunnel shoots me down
Until I hover above the ground
A gentle breeze catches my wing
Warmer winds now signal spring
A floral palate becomes my canvas
Beauty abounds and invigorates my senses
A temporary respite upon pink azaleas
Brings forth the spring in all her regalia
Rested now I take off again
For another drink of tonic and gin
My stupor propels me into another flight
Where reds and oranges are dulled by night
A leaf no more Iím shackled to the ground
Where dust and termites continually abound
My senses dulled by alcohol
The wind disappears before my fall
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|Reviewed by Kate Clifford
|a very haunting write.|
|Reviewed by D May (Reader)
|Hmmm--it seemed so freeing and nice while it lasted. Loved this piece.|
|Reviewed by jude forese
|powerful imagery exploring the secret travails of an alcohol-induced mind ...|
|Reviewed by E T Waldron
|Superb poetry! The last stanza brings home
what sorrow alcohol abuse can cause.