Poetry

Price

Written by Jacob Ibrag

Moving up high, you pause at the limit.

‘To break the glass or to fly parallel with it.’ Jagged

edges will cost your eyes. A price to pay to sync with

elevation. ‘I’m a throw away, shattering ceilings.’


Photographer Unknown

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12 comments on “Price

  1. Higher we must go, regardless. Marvelous piece

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  2. Sometimes, we’re faced with the difficult decisions to either conform to what we are expected to do, or we can, strike out on our own, and do something unexpected, making something of ourselves…

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  3. Beautiful

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  4. Just beautiful…

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  5. So much said in such few words! This is lovely.

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