It scares me to think That I’m going too High. That if I look down now, I’ll fall And break Into a thousand pieces. I’m frightened to know That I have worn myself out Before anything has begun. A life full of fear, Or one without, Who is the judge Of which is better?
Wow. WOW. I love this poetry dialogue! If I were more of a poet, I'd weigh in too :o) Your poem, Ketchupman, is perfectly timed. I've been watching 'An Inconvenient Truth' (movie) - have you seen it? I can't tell whether there's any irony in your poem or not. I do think that so many of us live passively. Your flying analogy really got me though - same with yours, Kiki. There's something about flying that resonates so deeply for me...
My feetland on the ground. They make what a sound. Still fluttering, I awoke from the dream with a jolt, The vision is gone but the feeling is funning up and down me, a lightning bolt.
I really like the shape of the poem, Ketchup .... question ... why the shape of an hourglass? Or maybe they are wings? I just need to change my perspective. Lovely writing regardless.
Hmmmmmmmm...
ReplyDeleteIt scares me to think
That I’m going too
High.
That if I look down now,
I’ll fall
And break
Into a thousand pieces.
I’m frightened to know
That I have worn myself out
Before anything has begun.
A life full of fear,
Or one without,
Who is the judge
Of which is better?
just had to respond in a poem :D
thats a very nice thing to think about!
ReplyDeletekeep it up!!!!1
Long live blogers!!
Wow. WOW. I love this poetry dialogue! If I were more of a poet, I'd weigh in too :o)
ReplyDeleteYour poem, Ketchupman, is perfectly timed. I've been watching 'An Inconvenient Truth' (movie) - have you seen it? I can't tell whether there's any irony in your poem or not. I do think that so many of us live passively. Your flying analogy really got me though - same with yours, Kiki. There's something about flying that resonates so deeply for me...
My feetland on the ground.
ReplyDeleteThey make what a sound.
Still fluttering, I awoke from the dream with a jolt,
The vision is gone but the feeling is funning up and down me, a lightning bolt.
I really like the shape of the poem, Ketchup .... question ... why the shape of an hourglass? Or maybe they are wings? I just need to change my perspective. Lovely writing regardless.
ReplyDeleteThat's so nicely written!
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