Hands frozen in place,
Feet anchored to the brakes,
Mind flying abubble with the wind,
Eyes as ornaments,
Attention, slight to the reality,
I surf the new world
burning bright within myself.
~
Part of my The100DaysOfPoetryLearning project.
Image courtesy: Chang Hsien.
One Great Fantasy 
I feel that line “feet anchored to the brakes” today. Nicely done.
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Thank you!
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You made me feel the wind in my face! Loved this!
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I’m grateful to hear it! I tend to lose my thoughts on ride often!
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