Behind my eyes still lives a girl,
chasing clouds and climbing trees,
dreaming of some other land . . .
Still she sees the birds in flight,
pursues the tiny, wriggling tadpoles,
fending off the younger brothers
who threaten to invade her peace.
The mirror tells another tale:
gone is that girl who carefree lived
and dreamed and played with such abandon.
Replaced she's been by "maturity",
one forced to but merely drift,
who wonders if she's been passed by,
if cherished goals have soared away
upon responsibility,
while below she waits her turn to shine
having given so much of herself
and laid aside her own desires
to give wings to another's flight . . .
Author notes
Rather Imaginative. That's me.
A contest entry
- Age by flight.
900 points, ended April 1, 2007, 23 entries
Honorable mention
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
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This is a great poem ...
albeit a very sad one. It's poignancy is almost painful actually.
One hopes that this is not indicative of your life at present.
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An interesting poem and I agree with your sentiments on the whole. We do tend to spend much of our lives putting the needs of others first, especially if we're female and have children. But it's never too late to make changes if we really want to - just go for it!
Ann
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Great.
Very smooth reading. It was awesome.. I was just reading along and was like wow that is great... but I barley knew I was reading. Amazing job really
awesome write.
A MURDEROUS LAMENT <\33 -
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I like this poem too. However, the short lines dont leave me with a dreamy sense that I, personally, think think the poem should have. But maybe you intended it to be short and snipped? It is good either way, and the imagery is gripping.
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IT SEEMS SOME OF US PUT AWAY OURS DREAMS. AS OUR LIVES GO IN ALL DIRECTIONS... THINGS WE FEEL WE MUST DO BEFORE WE THINK OF OURSELVES AGAIN....PUT THEM OFF UNTIL SUDDENLY WE REALIZE SO MUCH TIME HAS PASSED US AND WE OPEN OUR EYES AND HOPE AND PRAY WE STILL HAVE TIME.
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BEAUTIFULLY WRITTEN!
There are always those who put their dreams and hopes on hold to help others, one gets caught up in this and tends to forget their dreams and then one day they realize their dreams are still there and they should now try to make them happen.
Beautifully expressed poem.
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This is very imagniative.
It reminds me much of myself.
Very good imagery,
much enjoyed.
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