Maria Magdalena Biela

Innocence - Poem by Maria Magdalena Biela

When falling off the cliff they cry,
hurting the iris of their eye,
flying before they learn to fly,
whose words will kiss their tears to dry?
I am the Catcher in the Rye.

The Fallen knows the Catcher's dream
to keep alive th' innocent gleam.
The Catcher feels the Fallen's sense:
'Don't kill the heart of Innocence!
Let it live hidden in the sky! '
I am the Catcher in the Rye.

I gave the hunting hat to me
while pushed into the falling free.
Life took me off the cliff, but I,
I was the Catcher in the Rye,
I gave myself the hat of hunt,
and through the Rye I walk and chant.

21st of April,2014

Topic(s) of this poem: innocence

Poet's Notes about The Poem

For myself, for my inner child...

Comments about Innocence by Maria Magdalena Biela

  • Fabrizio Frosini (1/15/2015 12:51:00 PM)

    l'ho appena letta.. e non posso fare a meno di brindare (virtualmente) al tuo estro poetico, Magdalena!
    ahh.. questo passaggio è sublime: but I, / I was the Catcher in the Rye,
    e la tua nota For myself, for my inner child... è un'altra chiave di lettura e insieme un altro verso..
    Yep, LIKE-LIKE-LIKE ;)
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    Magdalena Biela Magdalena Biela (1/15/2015 2:07:00 PM)

    Vi ringrazio tanto! Io mi sforzo di salvare l'innocenza in ogni persona che incontro, questo è il nostro tesoro, il bambino interiore. Senza innocenza ci sono solo un mondo che ha ucciso Peter Pan.
    I am trying harder than I care to admit to be and remain The Catcher in the Rye...Thank you, Fabrizio: it takes one to know one!

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Poem Submitted: Monday, April 21, 2014

Poem Edited: Saturday, October 10, 2015

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