Skies Poem by Denis Mair
Skies
You told me you dreamed of a clear blue sky
And to you it felt like a good sign
But the sky is not the best of signs for me.
I often used to watch the flight of birds
Until I lost sight of them among the clouds.
Once I stood on a cliff on the Oregon coast
Watching seagulls flying low over waves
Until they became twinkling specks
Too small to see among the whitecaps,
And I watched hawks turning slow circles;
Pigeons whirring into skies on fire with sunset;
Crows hurrying home under threatening clouds;
Ducks putting muscle into a skyward climb;
And larks skimming water then wheeling high;
An airplane so far away it was less than a dot,
The fading chord of its engine pervading the sky.
The birds I watched were like my hopes, always
racing ahead of me,
Going into regions I could not see
Abandoning my body to gravity, while I watched
with my aspiring eyes, my sad eyes, my left-behind eyes.
But you kept your hopes with you and took flight into many skies:
Into the skies of song, of long distance running,
Of the inner sky that is opened by the breath.
I can hold you in my arms, but I cannot go along.
I can only stay near and feel glad for your freedom,
As I feel freed by watching a bird in flight.
The birds I watched were like my hopes, always racing ahead of me, Going into regions I could not see Abandoning my body to gravity, while I watched with my aspiring eyes, my sad eyes, my left-behind eyes. But you kept your hopes with you and took flight into many skies: - - - - - This is a perfect dream flight.A dream you hold close to heart.The dreams that fly and cross many boundaries through creative expressions.A marvelous poem, thanks for sharing.
Best. Poem. Ever. This is what I want to write- dream of writing- but you do it so apparently effortlessly. These verses flow along like the clouds softly riding the currents of air, these lines wing along with the birds and they give wings to your solitary musings there by the ocean. The birds I watched were like my hopes, always racing ahead of me, Going into regions I could not see Abandoning my body to gravity, while I watched with my aspiring eyes, my sad eyes, my left-behind eyes.- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - -These lines teach us how to integrate thought and poetry so seamlessly, so naturally, so powerfully. This is another of your poems that should be set before the membership as Poem of the Day. Because in all ways possible, it shines and glows and glimmers with light and life. On my Fav List and 10++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++
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5/12/2024 12:41:01 AM # 1.0.0.1119
Great verse, phrasing of each line is flawless, your images are very vivid, beautiful composition.10+