Lines

By Caleb James K.

Softly fading lines
as planes fly through the sky.

Shades of blue blend so high
above the world towards space.

It’s where all is quiet
because the wind can’t race.

From the ground it seems so far
so very far away.

But those on the planes
think the same about the ground.

As the softly fading lines
fade so silently this day.

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Published by Caleb James K.

Caleb is a freelance writer, aspiring novelist, and an avid reader. He is the creator of DPW and enjoys editing, as well as helping other writers with their work. When he's not writing or sipping fine whiskey, he can be found at the gym, hiking in the woods, or spending time with his crazy Siberian husky Nitro and wonderful girlfriend Mindy. View all posts by Caleb James K.