take my hand and climb with me…

eleven degrees: ‘only to catch the sky…’

Paper Aeroplane ~ Angus and Julia Stone

Woken to dawn’s gentle light, a long Thorsday punctuated by low flying aeroplanes and slow ink bleeding across paper. I sped through these patchwork fields once, a caged city bird drunk on freedom and flight. And beside me, a paper plane called ‘caution’. You willed me throw it. To the wind. Caution. Wish I had…

One comment on “eleven degrees: ‘only to catch the sky…’

  1. seanbidd
    October 22, 2013

    Love this one, comes with flow, an ease about someone find something, a writer in a moment as they slow, pouring from their soul, an awakening to their own discovery in charting course about the strengths within the winds they find, maybe. Just a thought on a sun drenched Tuesday, tangled in between a swirl of clouds.

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