without parachutes
a poem
I dive in seas of clouds,
without parachutes, to
fish your soul from stars
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-Gina C. 🧚🏻♀️✨
About the Creator
Gina C.
Poet | Author | Architect of Worlds
Sowing stories rooted in culture, origin, metamorphosis, resilience, language & love via fantasy, myth, magical realism & botanical prose
Writing my novel!🧚🏻♀️🐉✨
Lightning Never Strikes Twice
The distant rumble, the sudden deluge, the crescendo of sound, the flash of light, the explosive energy — it never gets old. I became an amateur storm chaser about two years ago. My wife, Cindy suggested it. Sort of. She said, "Alex, you know this cancer is killing me. I've come to terms with that, but you're smothering me. Go join a band, write a book, or become a storm chaser, for all I care. I love you, but you need a hobby."
By Julie Lacksonen3 days ago in Fiction
Comments (7)
So wistful and wonderful! Very pretty!
Oooo, to fish your soul from stars, I especially loved that!
“Fish your soul from stars” is such a gorgeous line 🥹
Wow. Yet another masterpiece. You're a great writer that really knows how to twist words into their best positions! Wouldn't be shocked if this makes it on the winning list!
I love this one, Gina!
your poems are written with great purity👌
This is incredible. Definitely one of my faves.