Little boy
arms spread wide
balanced upon fence top,
winds lift wishes to flight.
Little boy does not know
he is a miracle of breath
called in dreams
and every step a pace of faith,
not even artful footholds inspire
that he is a gift of time to this place;
no, must join an eagle soaring high
and grasp hems of clouds.
Should this wide eyed journey
to invisible ends and untold beginnings
find him falling one way
or another; watchful, she would shed his pain
hold him gentle,
like clouds of his dreams.
For even as now fades to then,
her wishes rise for sharing,
touches like the pull of earth;
when wayward walks on edges must end
but one side found after the fall.
A contest entry
- Cocoons & Rebirth A Poetic Challenge by BluesMan.
3500 points, ended June 13, 2008, 16 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Please tell me what you think
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Nice writing Peteskid and good imagery though I would have thought "she" would accept or share "his" pain rather than shed it. Taking it from him.
Jim
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This is a very artful interptation of the prompt I had to read it a couple of times slowly Well done Thank you for entering my contest
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Interesting
I followed it pretty well but wasn't sure I got the message you intended. I guess that is the purpose of poetry...for all to take it THEIR way. It was a nice write anyway.
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Intriguing write ...
and it reminds me of the aftermath of the great flood for some weird reason. I particularly like this:
must join an eagle soaring high
and grasp hems of clouds.
Good job in any case.
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Sigh
So beautiful
"Little boy does not know
he is a miracle of breath
called in dreams
and every step a pace of faith,"
Excellent poetry
Lynda
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You have been with that image of the boy walking on a fence in your mind for a while, and I liked the way it has developed. The 'fall' as rebirth worked so well here. The present ceasing to exist, and a new beginning being the very true beginning...'now fades to then'.
Left or right, no matter which side, as long as there be helpful arms to catch the boy.
Very good poetry you have written h
V^
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