Ben Paynter

Veteran Poet - 1,597 Points (Midwest)

This Bird, This Metaphor - Poem by Ben Paynter

There is the question of life and I
Questioned it again on my way to
The next town, somewhere in between
This place and wherever this road

Takes me, and I drew a bird once with
Only one wing and it flew in circles on
My page, around and around and finally
Gave up and sat just lead and lines

And now I follow these lines, this gray road
To another place where I will find yet
Another metaphor for life, it is a compass
Without a north, it is a lie without

A point, it is a grit toothed smile
It is a sunset without a moon, it is one
Step after one step, left than right, than
Circle and circle and slowly, slowly fade

Comments about This Bird, This Metaphor by Ben Paynter

  • Seamus O' Brian (12/3/2016 2:47:00 PM)

    Somber. Horizon bending haze of dusty life drifting off every word. I could only wish I was standing on a dirt road squinting into the sunset reading these lines, slapping my hat against my thigh in time to the countdown of my own heart.
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  • (4/27/2007 2:21:00 PM)

    gray-coated morning, afternoon. this runs so smooooooth, Ben. like, put it to music - & it erupts to life.
    care, sjg
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  • (1/9/2007 5:44:00 AM)

    Poetry IS a bird with one wing! I guess the way forward is to make it happy enough to sing if it can't fly free. I hear you singing here - you're flying! (Report) Reply

  • (1/9/2007 3:33:00 AM)

    I like the gray mood of this one. No bird is free even from the prison of the sky.
    Very touching, Ben. Take care.

    Warm regards,

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Poem Submitted: Monday, January 8, 2007

Poem Edited: Tuesday, December 21, 2010

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