{"line1":"White dots called ripples miles below,","line2":"through a maze of strands and puffs of cloud,","line3":"surrounded by an island of blue.","line4":"","line5":"Breasts stretched asunder.","line6":"","line7":"Air and smoke whisking through outstretched fingers.","line8":"","line9":"Sun scorching and reddening bronzed flesh;","line10":"my back roasting.","line11":"","line12":"Air jetting through my toes, tickling.","line13":"","line14":"Fresh and clean,","line15":"floating","line16":"amongst the heavens,","line17":"amongst an army of onlooking clouds.","line18":"","line19":"Alone—","line20":"but crowded with the company of memories.","line21":"","line22":"Silent—","line23":"but reveling and applauding my courage","line24":"","line25":"to explore and touch,","line26":"and not be afraid.","seoTitle":"Floating — A Poem of Sensation, Solitude, and Courage Above the Clouds","seoDescription":"A poem about floating high above the earth where sun scorches bronzed flesh, air jets through toes, and solitude becomes courage — by Pemba Umoja.","keywords":"floating poem, skydiving poetry, solitude and courage poem, above the clouds poetry, Pemba Umoja poetry, sensory poetry"}