I would rather spend my entire life around the birds than spend it wishing I had wings.
Nicole
Pepe throws himself off the cliff- arms spread, an allusion to jesus. God love you Mr. Blatz. You certainly didn’t make me fly, but god love you. Wings wouldn’t suit me anyways.
ann
It seemed so fleeting, so ephemeral, so simply /short/.
In all honesty, she wished it would last longer. Wished it would last for some more hours or so, wished it would last for the rest of her lifetime. Metaphorical flight had never seemed so thrilling, so breathtakingly wonderful, so utterly filled with splendor.
Swept away by warmth and rushes of sensation and the sheer exhilaration surging through every fiber of her body, she threw her head back and laughed wholeheartedly, notes ringing into the air like chiming bells. Fitting, for such a flight.
Nyx
Take flight, fly on the wings of a bird, through the air, sky, water, everywhere. follow your dreams~ grab hold of the wings of a mantaray and soar through the water. You know, penguins fly too…they just fly underwater, they flap wings…
Kayla
I threw my last knife then jumped out the window of the warehouse. It felt so good to fly again! Unfortunately, my flight was cut short by the man I thought I had just dealt with. Oh well…guess I’ll be late for my date after all…
Vixx
In an airplane that will fly, fly, fly. Past and through the clouds and across the blue sky. To another destination. A new one. Uncharted territory. An adventure waiting on the ground.
Anthony
And she asked me Where are you going?
And I said To the skies.
And she said Then dear where are you’re wings?
And I said
Penelope
He walked into the planes cock pit and started up the engines. It was only a little lightweight cessna and it took a little while to start her up. 10 minutes later he had the little plane at about 100 feet in the air. Ready for a glorius flight
brodie
humans desire to fly, but why; because the ground is too confining and strangles us? or because we want to get away from our mundane lives, and the only way to do that is to escape into the endless abyss of the sky
heath
I ran and ran. Danger followed me in my flight. My wings were ruffled. Useless. The sky is no longer my limit. I am grounded and unable to reach my potential. Dead.
Aydine
I took a flight home to you last night. This city is beautiful in that somewhere, there is my boy.
Ophelia
Up in the sky,
Above the land,
Above the sea,
Soaring, gliding,
Drifting free
bobbie
Flying pigs.
Vanessa
Flights are pretty extravagant, I can see the timer going quicker than I manage to type out these damn words. Any flights leads to heavy crowding at airports, long security lines and a really short selection from terminals to get something to eat. You can sit there and you think you want something to eat, or to just shop around. You go around and realize that it’s almost like a fucking mobvie theatre haha, everythings oh so expensive
What I don’t want to enter my name or my email… Fine.
okay
The flight of the bumblebees. The flight of the birds. Migration. Escape from one place, no longer fitting for survival, to another, not much better than the place you came from, but will, at least allow you to live. Flight is freedom. Flight is a choice to move on to somewhere better.
Jewel
Take flight, spread your wings, what are you waiting for?
Megan
The sounds of the engines roared. I had flown a million times before, but it was like my first time… sitting there, clutching my arms and refusing to look out the window. I took a peek now, I am a grown adult now… and there it was, my worst nightmare… GREMLINS!
Amie
As she watched the amazing creature take flight into the night and disappear into the dark sky she realized that she loved him more than ever now that he had left.
Jessie
I can fly man, i relaized when i was about 20 feet off the grounds. I can…fly” and i fell down into my brothers arms when physics kicked in. Everything had seemed like a dream untill someone I knew had seen it, the flying, the powers, everything. now i ahd PROOF of my abilitys! and my family could know now.
i felt a huge sence of relife and faith that my borther would not tell.
Colin
i was on a flight one time, actually not long ago and there was a kid about 8 years old next to me. He fell asleep and starting making ungodly sounds and sliding his elbow into me. I thought he was just pushing me to my limit so when i reached for a soda i clocked his face with my elbow.
Adam
escape the boundries
deb
Once upon a time, there was a mind. This mind was special, unlike anyone else’s, this mind had abilities beyond the normal mind. THis mind was on ecstasy, and as soon as that pill was crushed between the teeth of the person controlling the mind, that mind took flight and to it’s full ability, soared the skies over everybody and everything. This mind was infinite.
LUSH
There was once a airplane, flying high in the sky. A lovely clear blue sky. The geese flew high, up up in the sky. The boy in the plane looked out the window of what a pity as he was shy. Shy of heights.
Goodbye little boy, goodbye.
Amie
When I was little I used to dream about flight…about being able to rise off the ground and zoom around my grandfathers farm…look down at my brothers and sister and cousins….I felt like a mighty mouse kinda girl
justme
I am in the clouds, I am a bee — buzzbuzz. My spindly struts, my wispy wings, they float me good. They make me soar. I am a wind. I am a speck of dust.
grammaticaster
If I were to burst into flight,
you’d reach out and grab my ankle.
You won’t let me get far enough away.
I’ll never test my wings, just so you’ll be okay.
Don’t just let me go.
SARAH
i want to get on one, far far away from here. away from my lying, hypocritical boyfriend… who fucking checked my emails, lied about it when confronted, and worse than that – just sat there and told me 4 days ago, how disgusting it is when guys lie when they know they’re caught. well, luckily my sister is smart and figured out the IP address who read my emails, which belongs to HIM. i want to fly far away, and not have to deal with the fact that i have to put a smile on my face, not say anything, and play with his family all weekend long…by the time this is all over, because all though he is caught, i will get a much more revenge if i wait and bring it up after they leave, otherwise i’ll just look like the angry, bitch girlfriend…and that just won’t do. so off i go, not on a flight; unfortunately, but on a trip, nevertheless, to a weekend of hellish and all consuming suppression of rage.
angry
I have a friend who goes by the name of flight. she is dear and pale and rather frail. he hair is long and dark in contrast to her white skin. Her bones stick out gracefully. If you would see her any other way she wouldnt seem correct. Flight. Correct. Right.
Ashley
Not looking back, she fled with one hand clutching a tartan suitcase – her only memento of an old life – and the other holding that of a tattered book – her last present from her parents before they were taken from her forever.
April Ryan
there are many things that fly. feeling can fly, words, planes, people if they really try. nothing is impossible when you are in flight. flight is life. life is placed in open air. you are free to fly anywhere you just need to choose wear to go. the limits of the life of the sky is limtless. just choose the right place to go.
ashton
to fight or take flight is one of the most basic of human instincts. the word flight also reminds me of bird and airplanes, airplanes = terrorism. terrorism – george bush.
karen
I spread my arms
Wish
Close my eyes
Wish
Imagining what I could do
Wish
I make the leap
Wish
Flight has been achieved
Erin
I saw her and thought, wow, I have got to go now or I will never have the nerve to ask her… one flight.. shit.. where is she going.. where am I going.. what do I say… awwwww, fight or flight.. I’m scared.. fuck it, “Hey, wanna drink?”
Lewis Jakobstein
Sometimes I wish I could fly. Flight would definitely be my superpower of choice. I would love to be able to walk up the side of a mountain, take a running charge at a cliff, and just float over the treetops. I envy the birds that do this so effortlessly. Do they even care? Are they conscious of their awesome power? Of their ability to just escape and fly off to anywhere, everywhere they desire? To follow a million different whims.
Inlikeflynn
i soared through the sky
there was silence
as if there was no life
in the clouds above
only below
yet the sun shone
and i know it was right there
that life could be justified
if not a better day
a flight will take me higher
a flight will take me higher
kim
flight is unnatural for a human being acting alone, however, thanks to the wright brothers we are able to fly and do so in vast amounts. this may have been a big factor in climate change! Oops!
Tim
Flight or fright. I chose flight. Or rather, I ran away as fast as I could and as far away as my legs would take me. They hurt so bad, but I just had to keep running. I had to get away.
It’s extremely hard running in heels and a wedding dress but I did it anyway.
Audrey
flying so high,
like flitting emotions
from tree to tree,
then higher, from cloud to cloud
nothing could be better
than what I feel today
but I don’t have to be flying
to feel the wind on my face
a fan or some skiing
or hillside will do
but nothing can stop me
from bringing the best back for you
My soul wants to take flight and forget this now.
flightflightflightflightflightflightflightflightflightflightflightflightflightflightflightflithtflightflight
I would rather spend my entire life around the birds than spend it wishing I had wings.
Pepe throws himself off the cliff- arms spread, an allusion to jesus. God love you Mr. Blatz. You certainly didn’t make me fly, but god love you. Wings wouldn’t suit me anyways.
It seemed so fleeting, so ephemeral, so simply /short/.
In all honesty, she wished it would last longer. Wished it would last for some more hours or so, wished it would last for the rest of her lifetime. Metaphorical flight had never seemed so thrilling, so breathtakingly wonderful, so utterly filled with splendor.
Swept away by warmth and rushes of sensation and the sheer exhilaration surging through every fiber of her body, she threw her head back and laughed wholeheartedly, notes ringing into the air like chiming bells. Fitting, for such a flight.
Take flight, fly on the wings of a bird, through the air, sky, water, everywhere. follow your dreams~ grab hold of the wings of a mantaray and soar through the water. You know, penguins fly too…they just fly underwater, they flap wings…
I threw my last knife then jumped out the window of the warehouse. It felt so good to fly again! Unfortunately, my flight was cut short by the man I thought I had just dealt with. Oh well…guess I’ll be late for my date after all…
In an airplane that will fly, fly, fly. Past and through the clouds and across the blue sky. To another destination. A new one. Uncharted territory. An adventure waiting on the ground.
And she asked me Where are you going?
And I said To the skies.
And she said Then dear where are you’re wings?
And I said
He walked into the planes cock pit and started up the engines. It was only a little lightweight cessna and it took a little while to start her up. 10 minutes later he had the little plane at about 100 feet in the air. Ready for a glorius flight
humans desire to fly, but why; because the ground is too confining and strangles us? or because we want to get away from our mundane lives, and the only way to do that is to escape into the endless abyss of the sky
I ran and ran. Danger followed me in my flight. My wings were ruffled. Useless. The sky is no longer my limit. I am grounded and unable to reach my potential. Dead.
I took a flight home to you last night. This city is beautiful in that somewhere, there is my boy.
Up in the sky,
Above the land,
Above the sea,
Soaring, gliding,
Drifting free
Flying pigs.
Flights are pretty extravagant, I can see the timer going quicker than I manage to type out these damn words. Any flights leads to heavy crowding at airports, long security lines and a really short selection from terminals to get something to eat. You can sit there and you think you want something to eat, or to just shop around. You go around and realize that it’s almost like a fucking mobvie theatre haha, everythings oh so expensive
What I don’t want to enter my name or my email… Fine.
The flight of the bumblebees. The flight of the birds. Migration. Escape from one place, no longer fitting for survival, to another, not much better than the place you came from, but will, at least allow you to live. Flight is freedom. Flight is a choice to move on to somewhere better.
Take flight, spread your wings, what are you waiting for?
The sounds of the engines roared. I had flown a million times before, but it was like my first time… sitting there, clutching my arms and refusing to look out the window. I took a peek now, I am a grown adult now… and there it was, my worst nightmare… GREMLINS!
As she watched the amazing creature take flight into the night and disappear into the dark sky she realized that she loved him more than ever now that he had left.
I can fly man, i relaized when i was about 20 feet off the grounds. I can…fly” and i fell down into my brothers arms when physics kicked in. Everything had seemed like a dream untill someone I knew had seen it, the flying, the powers, everything. now i ahd PROOF of my abilitys! and my family could know now.
i felt a huge sence of relife and faith that my borther would not tell.
i was on a flight one time, actually not long ago and there was a kid about 8 years old next to me. He fell asleep and starting making ungodly sounds and sliding his elbow into me. I thought he was just pushing me to my limit so when i reached for a soda i clocked his face with my elbow.
escape the boundries
Once upon a time, there was a mind. This mind was special, unlike anyone else’s, this mind had abilities beyond the normal mind. THis mind was on ecstasy, and as soon as that pill was crushed between the teeth of the person controlling the mind, that mind took flight and to it’s full ability, soared the skies over everybody and everything. This mind was infinite.
There was once a airplane, flying high in the sky. A lovely clear blue sky. The geese flew high, up up in the sky. The boy in the plane looked out the window of what a pity as he was shy. Shy of heights.
Goodbye little boy, goodbye.
When I was little I used to dream about flight…about being able to rise off the ground and zoom around my grandfathers farm…look down at my brothers and sister and cousins….I felt like a mighty mouse kinda girl
I am in the clouds, I am a bee — buzzbuzz. My spindly struts, my wispy wings, they float me good. They make me soar. I am a wind. I am a speck of dust.
If I were to burst into flight,
you’d reach out and grab my ankle.
You won’t let me get far enough away.
I’ll never test my wings, just so you’ll be okay.
Don’t just let me go.
i want to get on one, far far away from here. away from my lying, hypocritical boyfriend… who fucking checked my emails, lied about it when confronted, and worse than that – just sat there and told me 4 days ago, how disgusting it is when guys lie when they know they’re caught. well, luckily my sister is smart and figured out the IP address who read my emails, which belongs to HIM. i want to fly far away, and not have to deal with the fact that i have to put a smile on my face, not say anything, and play with his family all weekend long…by the time this is all over, because all though he is caught, i will get a much more revenge if i wait and bring it up after they leave, otherwise i’ll just look like the angry, bitch girlfriend…and that just won’t do. so off i go, not on a flight; unfortunately, but on a trip, nevertheless, to a weekend of hellish and all consuming suppression of rage.
I have a friend who goes by the name of flight. she is dear and pale and rather frail. he hair is long and dark in contrast to her white skin. Her bones stick out gracefully. If you would see her any other way she wouldnt seem correct. Flight. Correct. Right.
Not looking back, she fled with one hand clutching a tartan suitcase – her only memento of an old life – and the other holding that of a tattered book – her last present from her parents before they were taken from her forever.
there are many things that fly. feeling can fly, words, planes, people if they really try. nothing is impossible when you are in flight. flight is life. life is placed in open air. you are free to fly anywhere you just need to choose wear to go. the limits of the life of the sky is limtless. just choose the right place to go.
to fight or take flight is one of the most basic of human instincts. the word flight also reminds me of bird and airplanes, airplanes = terrorism. terrorism – george bush.
I spread my arms
Wish
Close my eyes
Wish
Imagining what I could do
Wish
I make the leap
Wish
Flight has been achieved
I saw her and thought, wow, I have got to go now or I will never have the nerve to ask her… one flight.. shit.. where is she going.. where am I going.. what do I say… awwwww, fight or flight.. I’m scared.. fuck it, “Hey, wanna drink?”
Sometimes I wish I could fly. Flight would definitely be my superpower of choice. I would love to be able to walk up the side of a mountain, take a running charge at a cliff, and just float over the treetops. I envy the birds that do this so effortlessly. Do they even care? Are they conscious of their awesome power? Of their ability to just escape and fly off to anywhere, everywhere they desire? To follow a million different whims.
i soared through the sky
there was silence
as if there was no life
in the clouds above
only below
yet the sun shone
and i know it was right there
that life could be justified
if not a better day
a flight will take me higher
a flight will take me higher
flight is unnatural for a human being acting alone, however, thanks to the wright brothers we are able to fly and do so in vast amounts. this may have been a big factor in climate change! Oops!
Flight or fright. I chose flight. Or rather, I ran away as fast as I could and as far away as my legs would take me. They hurt so bad, but I just had to keep running. I had to get away.
It’s extremely hard running in heels and a wedding dress but I did it anyway.
flying so high,
like flitting emotions
from tree to tree,
then higher, from cloud to cloud
nothing could be better
than what I feel today
but I don’t have to be flying
to feel the wind on my face
a fan or some skiing
or hillside will do
but nothing can stop me
from bringing the best back for you