Across the sea and leagues from home,
I have settled here and no longer need roam.
Away from my mate, away from my star,
Apart for a time, apart and afar.
Away from my nest, and I am alone,
I’ve stretched my wings and now I have flown.
I’ve flown long and I’ve flown high,
The nature of me you’ll find in the sky.
The wind is cold and can be coarse,
But I am a flier and will stay the course.
For my path is strong, straight and true,
And I’ll soar through the sky, be it grey or blue.
I don’t hide from the storms and I don’t fear the hail,
My wings are sleek and are not frail.
I can master the storm and fly through the black,
To get wind under wing and feel the sun on my back.
Author notes
I wrote this poem when I arrived in Spain; I have moved here and was feeling somewhat nostalgic when I thought of the idea. Initially, I had been quite lonely and felt quite depressed about the situation as I missed my girlfriend, friends and family. I used the Storm-Petrel as it is a bird which flies long distances alone and the analogy with the storm I also felt encapsulated my mood.
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Very Good :)
It's perfect how you've used the bird as an analogy with the storm which has encapsulated your mood.
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Good anology with your situation, and although the bird is often alone, it does meet its mate so knows its not always going to be alone.Especially liked the line
'I don't hide from the storms and I don't fear the hail' as I think this reminds us there is more to a birds life(and our own)than the pretty blue skies we all tend to imagine.Life is full of challenges.Some difficult, but necessary and I felt you captured this.Montey
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Thank you very much, I can see I have some competition in this contest, however.
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