Above the Sky Poetry Does Fly

Above the sky my poetry flies
over heads standing that high
where even eagles fail to fly

To send my poetry that high
my mortality does die

I recall the past as remembrance
some say reminiscence
at times we humans
really make no sense
elevate those
who promote nonsense

is that the beginning of life
some say 'tis life's substance
concentrated essence
Isn't such a version
sheer nonsense

someone say with confidence
poetry is just sharing virtual emotion