---- Sleep Woken Poem -----

Falling from the sky
Ordering the sky to
fall as I plummet up
Caught in the soft hands of prickly grass
Not a cloud in the sky,
The sun freezing me to
ashes to ashes, dust to dust
Nothing starting, Always ending
without any wings, flying free
As I soar in the bright blue sea called the sky
Ever controlling yet unknown to all
I bite my teeth into the tide
Making it all mine

Your incorrect use of English grammar in this stanza makes your intentions difficult to understand. One cannot plummet upward. That is always downward. It is incorrect to say "soft hands" then refer to "prickly grass" mostly because prickly grass is hard instead of soft. The sun cannot freeze one to ashes because freezing means below 0 temperatures. You can only burn to ashes in the heat of the beating sun. You cannot bite into a tide because a tide refers to water movements, You cannot bite into a liquid substance. While I understand that you took poetic liberty, you took too much liberty to the point where your references made the poem ridiculous to read rather than touching and contemplative.