Tuesday, January 27, 2015

On Learning How to Fly



 wings indigoblue


Expectation can grease you down hard
You forget about things
Like wings
And when you try to remember, the ground
Seems strangely sticky
With strings

We are too young to be old too soon
And fold our dreams
Up tight
Faith can feel over-sized ‘til we rise
Above the fear
Of flight

© Janet Martin

12 comments:

  1. You do well on these group challenges, Janet. I like this one. A lot.

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    1. Thank-you:) It took me a number of tries before I could settle on something.

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  2. So true - we're too young to lose sight of our dreams!

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    1. hopefully forever young in that regard!

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  3. This is lovely and wise. I love this "We are too young to be old too soon"

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    1. Me too. A wonderful line.
      Love the "over-sized faith", the whole poem :-)

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    2. Sasha, your poem was the 'man, i gotta try this prompt' nudge. thank-you:)

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  4. We need to face our fears and dare turning those dreams into reality!

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    1. ...and only as we face them do fears disappear! Thank-you:)

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  5. Oh, very nice, particularly the second stanza. I think we spend our lives trying to: rise
    Above the fear
    Of flight

    in one way, or another. I'm glad Sasha's poem nudged you :-)

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    1. thank-you. I appreciate your thoughts and time you take to share them with each contributor.

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