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by JD_Art @ instagram.com/jd_art_x

Write a story or poem that could be titled 'High Above the City'.

Write a story or poem that could be titled 'High Above the City'.

Writings

Leap Of Faith

I’m building bridges out of broken days,

Stacking hope on every prayer I raise.

Not chasing love, but letting it bloom,

When the right heart walks into my room.


It’s not just wishing on falling stars,

It’s healing the past and all its scars.

I’m not rushing fate or watching the clock,

I’m just shaping myself, solid as rock.


One day she’ll come — soft smile, strong light,

And I’ll be ready, with ...

High Above…?

I float.

Above, above, above,

Out of my body

Sometimes I forget that the words have to have thoughts behind them,

that they won’t just burble out in neat, cursive lines


I wish I could be floating,

not here in my body.

Not here,

picked over by the vultures of scorching desert eyes

Not here, grappling with the unruly _concepts_

that refuse to be harnessed into real words.

words that are understood...

High Above The City

It’s the expectations that drown him,

Takes his heart away

Removes him from his earthly body,

Dying to fly away.


With a touch to his lips It’s too easy

To make it all dissapear

A momentary lapse in judgment,

An intoxicating fear.


What better way to drown it, the bottle hits his lips. the Further down it’s pushed , the more his world flips.


No expectations shackled to him now, High above ...

High Above The City

When the clock strikes midnight

And I’ve retired to my slumber,

My heart escapes and takes flight

Ascending to a world of wonder


I travel to realms beyond my own,

Jumping on clouds as I go

My private refuge, yet I don’t feel alone

A dreamland the opposite of faux


I dance on the stars,

My dreams play the most ethereal song

Who knew a place so far

Would be where I truly belong


All is forgotten be...

High Above The City

High above the city, FINALLY where No one can judge


where I can almost touch the clouds


& walk around proud & not have to be so tough


I can freely be me, messy and carefree


I’m high above the city tonight finally not mending broken hearts but considering healing me


It’s my turn now maybe i can finally spread MY wings


to a new place, to a new mind, to a new space & maybe even a new tim...

The City's Pull

A pendulum swings

The sun and the moon flirt

Above the world

A man stands atop a building

Looking deep into the veins

Of the city below


The emptiness between him

And all else

Pushing him back from the roofs edge

A formless force

like those moments between joy and sorrow

suspended in time


sometimes he feels like a collection of dust

an accidental form

looming in some corner

a regurgitation...

High Above The City 

I love this new apartment!

with its panoramic view!


For now, this holein the wall will just have to do!

Look around!


What a sensation!


Let’s pretend its a mini vacation!


Let’s not freak. Let’s look at the view

Oh my dear!The Sky is soo blue

I can even say I see the SEA!

Mom? Did you rent this place

From AirBnB?



We have enough food

Plenty of water

Please keep your eyes

On your daughter!...

High Above The City

I am high above the city

I am free and blissfully so

I am high above the city

The birds sing as the wind blows

I am high above the city

The sky oh so blue

I am high above the city

But ah, who knew?

Who knew the freedom of the sky,

Would start with a goodbye?

Would end with me falling,

Falling, calling

Out to anyone who would listen

Being high above the city,

The lights and sound drowned out

Isn’t ...

Release

The cold barrel of his .44 was pushing into the skin of my forehead. He was giving what in likelihood was an impassioned monologue on the satisfaction of catching me. No word reached my racing mind. I couldn’t help but to think of my little girl, swiping for her mobile my last time seeing her. The arduous snap back to reality was the metallic click of him cocking his hammer. Both of us were silent...

Wanting What You Don’t Have

High above the city, seeing the world. A mother buying their kids a new fancy phone and yet hearing complaints. A father working it all so they can afford the one little toy their sons been wanting forever. Grandmas taking a coffe with their granddaughter who they haven’t seen in forever. A grandson saying goodbye to their grandmother wishing they had spend more time together. Small children playi...