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    Bound

    I was held captive by the image in the skies
    You were sitting on the clouds slowly floating by
    How I wish you would invite me to join you on that ride
    We would absorb the view and glide along the mountainside

    Yearningly, I kept imagining my eyes could sway you
    To come back for me, to change the direction of the wind
    But the clouds reshaped and you disappeared without a clue
    And the blue sky suddenly began to grow dark and dim

    For one single moment I had dreamed it was possible
    That a man and a woman from different worlds became one
    changing the winds of prejudice was plausible
    forget I was his daughter, the man with the gun

  • #2
    This musical musing on love's failed hopes had me caught up and carried along, Alexandra. Weathers bear away our dreams.

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    • AlexandratheLate
      AlexandratheLate commented
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      Thank you very much Grant. I really appreciate your comments.

  • #3
    Oh, but where would they make their nest?
    find hopes and dreams to rest
    their heads upon a host of clouds,
    till trepidation struck them down!

    So well written!

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    • AlexandratheLate
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      OMG Dwayne - this made me tear up.

  • #4
    Thank you Suz-zen. :-)

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    • #5
      this poem is sad and lovely. and not superficially sad but a different kind. like a first wingbeat that could not fly. i'm touched

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      • AlexandratheLate
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        Thank you very much lunar glide.

    • #6
      A dream worthy of King, written with passion and craft, AG. An inspiring write, which sent Dwayne in a hurry off to the drafting board!

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      • #7
        Wow. What a compliment. Thank you MH.

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        • #8
          very nice, AtL!

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        • #9
          This starts with a very ethereal feel AtL - wistful and full of expectancy. It finishes as wistful, but in a very different tone. Great transition and very moving write!

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        • #10
          Thank you Mutaddo. :-)

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          • #11
            Thank you very RLW.

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