climb the stairs to the clouds
and hold yourself
to the breeze and every piece
of peace you seek
i know, we know
it’s a long way up
each step higher,
the wind blows stronger
so hold yourself
to every piece of steel
that’s left on your arms
over your beating heart
before it’s too late
evaporated
as the sun goes down
clouds will swallow
no sound of earth
sometimes you just need
to leave it down there
and reach your soul
Poetry Prairie – 2016
Poetry Prairie 