That albatross flying over the blue of ocean
remind me of me and my spirit
it flies like the free bird over there
diving,bobbing and gliding
wings spread out.
I have had the hits and sorrows
I have been a bird that was shot
and almost fluttered to my death
sorrows have been abound
in this life that is more square than round.
I recovered and recuperated and tried to fly
wings fanned a bit and my heart did lit
I was air borne and strong and on a song
letting bygones be bygones
with pain in my heart I still sing like a bard.
If I cannot be happy at least I can spread shine to others
I watch and seek the weak and half dead
I give them this hand that shakes but supports
with my ravaged energies I feed as they trust and heed
i have an army of followers that march the march of the trodden.
We hold hand in chains and whisper in low overtones,
our calamities and travails and what killed us all
we are largely silent by far and would remain so
we just exist at the peripheri not making any move to core
guess we will die natural deaths like vegetables and be in no folklore.
Earth gone and waft up ,body gone soul is on heaven's horse with stirrup,
Look at that albatross flying over the blue of ocean
remind me of me and my spirit
it flies like the free bird over there
diving,bobbing and gliding
wings spread out.
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Wonderful imagery and evocative writing. I love the way it takes you on a journey through a birds flight. A lovely, lovely emotional write. Thank you so much for sharing.
Lianonsidhe
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The wings of Samuel Coleridge Taylor's albatross seem to inflict their gliding ways upon many poets. Well penned. 
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I'm sure my friend you will find your happy life back.perhaps trouble,pains,sorrows' will make you stronger to face the world better in the future !!!
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Again ..a great title...I really love the comparison of your soul to that of an albatross...so lovely....also ,hits and sorrows have we all had ..as a reader I can connect with you there...I really love the line{we hold hand in chains and whisper in low overtones..this is magical to me and so imaginitive....and in the end you re-connect to the beginning of your poem bringing continuity...Very good....
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It's a lovely write
Bravo!
This is the best one I've seen from you. I like flow words and your spirit flying
after a encounter with death and flying over the ocean adds allot of room for the imagination. Although I believe the sprit lives within us
and your spirit is speaking what your heart speaks as an artist paints a portrait that is what the human eye see's. Very well done! suggestion to add a little more imagery to your poem go to photo bucket and down load some images of ocean they have animated stuff for free. If you are a gold member you can do this .
Have fun and wonderful poem!
Sharon
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wow great write! "I have had the hits and sorrows I have been a bird that was shot". Very touching.
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The story in this is lovely but again the filler words detract from it, also the 'ing' words...again poetry needs to be seen by a reader, not told to them. If I take your first stanza...
'albatross over oceans,
my spirit with his,
the free bird
to dive, bob
glide
wings spread
see how concise it becomes, it makes the reader see it, not be told about it...this is what you need to get to with poetry. keep it up : -
Beautiful!
what a strong line! To be the light for others is the best way to find the light for yourself. You opened up a window inside of you and let your readers see a part of the real you. What a way to shine! Thank you.
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Oooh I love the concept of this piece! Amazing imagery here, everything unfolded vividly in my mind's eye
bravo and thank you for sharing
♥ kate
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i really liked it =[ a lovely poem of self-redemption!
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