Flight

[RSaba]

I like this a lot! It has a great flow the whole way through and the form is beautiful. I hope these comments help.

It is the lie of birds  that you need wings, perhaps "that one needs wings?" feels like you're talking to a specific person here.
the lie of time that gravity
brings you to the ground, presses
like a pillow against your face; if one follows conventional grammar here, the semi-colon is incorrect since "soft, unbreakable" is not an entire sentence unto itself. If this is just a stylistic choice, ignore me.
soft, unbreakable.

The clouds of summer call out?
like cold salt-cream, but wait
till autumn forms
as replace "as" with "in"? long striated runways in the sky,
then climb

higher than the jealous, root-bound
trees can stretch their branches,
hooked and bare like knuckled grasps. maybe "fists"
Go to where the cliffs tower, tower above what? 
where the sea crashes far below and mists so they tower above the sea- needs to be clearer
up in a howl of billows, the pale blue
of a loose night shirt.

Link arms and dive  love the idea of diving upwards
upwards till the sound of surf,
breaking bones on rocks,
dissolves into white-noise static.
Twist through the clouds
in their spectre-gray grave linens
to where the oxygen is rare
spun candy on your tongue,
cast off earth-heavy thoughts,
close your eyes
and fly. beautiful last stanza

Admittedly, I have a tough time finding a concrete way to describe the theme/topic of this piece. But I think its charm could be found in the fact that it isn't specifically about one thing - it's as ethereal as the descriptions in it. I enjoyed reading it, and I hope my comments helped.