"the daffodil looks skyward.

Thanks for making the skyward journey.

The Orioles continue to shoot skyward like a Saturn V.

The mist condenses on the skyward-pointing waxy leaves.

So, I have to throw my legs back like this and then thrust my pelvis skyward.

Well, I have lifted my eyes skyward a time or two... and I certainly have not seen anything... coming from up there except a goddamn airplane... which I can't afford to get on.