Sometimes I think

If I could fly

I would not fear heights 

What kind of bliss 

Standing at a balcony

Or on a bridge 

And not fearing the drop

The spiralling fall

Instead I could leap

And spread wide my wings

And never fear 

Dark water

High tower

Neither would set quaking

Just a flap of a wing

I'd send fear packing

If I had such things 

As wings... 

~ Lilac 

This is a different take on Wings than may be expected but... here goes

Waiting in the Wings

Waiting in the wings, my breath is coming short

My senses overwhelmed, with hairspray and perfume

Waiting in the wings, my costume itching here

My shoes are pinching there, pins poking everywhere

Waiting in the wings, my lines are running through

My head at rapid speed, my songs practice do need

Waithing in the wings, the crowd is silencing

The orchestra tuning, the lights are lowering

Waiting in the wings, I hope I'll be alright

My head is filled with fright, lights are getting bright

Waiting in the wings, curtain begins to rise

The splendor fills my eyes, as Peter Pan does fly

I wrote something! *Vague cheering in the background* The title and the parts in quotations are taken from Andrew McMahon's song "Cecilia and the Satellite".

i'm the satellite

i. "if i could fly"

i would go places 

i've never been 

with the lightest 

heart and

i would catch the wind 

i would be

oh so free

ii. "then i would know"

i want to be better 

and i know i'm not 

reaching my 

full potential 

at all and 

i need to figure it 

all out and change 

some things

iii. "what life looks like from up above and down below"

but i'm stuck here 

and i don't know where to go 

and i don't know what 

to do and i've been below 

the water 

so long,

my wings don't 

work 

(if they ever did)

Here's mine!

Untitled~

Hidden under my wing

you wait

not knowing

yourself

not knowing 

the world

you could fly

with your

iridescent wings

painting the sky

with beautiful strokes

you could change the world

you know

if you just spread your wings

and let go 

NOOO! I just barely missed it...

Okay, it's judging day! This was a hard one to judge; I liked so many of them almost equally.

Honorable mention: Cat!

I like how you used the prompt, that clever! However, I felt the repitition got the rhythm off, like it was lacking something- kind of like you couldn't tell if it was supposed to rhyme it or not? I don't know, something about it messed me up. You did have nice descriptions, though, and the idea of it was pretty good overall!

Third place: Lilac!

You did a nice job with this! I liked the lines "I'd send fear packing/if I'd had such things/as wings"; it tied in the end really well! However, I feel like some of the line breaks got in the way of the flow of it. I did love your descriptions, though! 

Second place: Sunshine Wings!

I liked the second half of this especially, and the lines "iridescent wings/painting the sky/with beautiful strokes". I feel like some of the lines were cut off a little quickly, and the punctuation seemed to be lacking; however, I did love how you finished it off!

And now... *does lil drum roll* We have Leafy in first place! 

The lines breaks were amazing, and I love the use of quotes to begin each stanza; you also did such a great job of portraying the emotions without using words, like how you strart with a kind of longing but then end with a note of despair. I like the last stanza especially. I really liked this one, overall!

Great job, everyone! (And sorry, @Jaybells! :() 

@Luna-Starr--eeee, thank you! 

Okay, the next theme is December. Really anything involving December at all goes, so feel free to do whatever you want with this theme. The deadline is just over two weeks, on December 23, and I will hopefully judge on Christmas Eve!

-NOTICE-

If you are considering participating in this round, please get your poems in before Christmas Eve. I've noticed that not a lot of people have been participating in this, so please do NOT think that just because there are not a lot of entries, you can take your time with this because I will probably extend the deadline until more people enter. I will most likely not extend the deadline as long as there are at least two people who have entered poems, unless someone gives me a valid reason to extend the deadline. Thank you! <3

Here's a valid reason NOT to extend the deadline: I've got a submission!

December Has Arrived

When do you know that

December has arrived?

Floating in on soft, white slippers

as natural as a winter chill.

When it crowns bare branches

with thick icicle tiaras

and dusts grass with a blue blush

of frost

when it kisses your cheeks

till they grow pink

and stings you lips

with bitter gusts

when dusk fills the sky

leaving only the moon's ivory crescent

when the billowing clouds above

mirror the cloak of snow below

when the lights from the houses

shine so bright

you close your eyes

you know

December has arrived. 

12/14/19 and its promise of love 

to love the

frosty face of the days counted

by so easily and

covered with snow and songs and

lit up with the forced cheer--- holding you

dearest, december, you are move than

a select few

days in a year gone by--- there

is more to something than what

meets the eye, i will try to

love you more than your

flashy lights and holidays

you have been decked in

all the things you

never needed to be

so beautiful 

Cutting in Line

December is impatient.

She has to wait for allll the other months to go first,

and November always steals her Christmas music,

and January hates that she takes his snow,

and by December everyone just wants it to be the next year already. 

So this year,

December has a plan.

She is going to sneak in 

first.

Yes, that’s right, before November, before October,

even before stuffy old August. 

She’s going to push aside January,

and on midnight December thirty-first,

it will be December first. 

She is enthused. 

Who cares what people think?

Who cares about schedules and calendars?

December is going to take her rightful place

as the very.

first.

month. 

She can’t wait. 

Kitten, I love this poem!

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