Your hair is like a pair of wings blowing in the wind,
Sharing this moment with a bald headed man like me.
You could have been anywhere you wanted,
But you responded to me.
You left the defenseless sky to be in the arms of a tree,
That’s rooted by the ocean.
As the wind picks up, like a wave out the sky,
You try to hold onto my arm, instead of fly.
It means so much to me to know you don’t want to leave my side.
But as the sunset’s and every brush of wind paints the sky,
I know you must fly, high, like the ocean waves, kicking back the tide.
No words could be said, not even goodbye.
And though I’d give all the green I have to have you by my side,
I will forever hold this feather of yours that you left behind, to remain, to remind.
11/13.16
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Author:
Cyprian Van Dyke (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: July 6th, 2017 08:05
- Comment from author about the poem: What made reading this worthwhile for you??
- Category: Friendship
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It sounds to me as if there was a loved one who either left the narrator by breaking off a relationship, or by the sudden occurrence of death. Whichever it may be, I decided to read this because of the title. It caught my eye. Whatever the case may be of the poem's moral, the last line of this wonderfully simple yet emotionally complex work was the hook, line and sinker. Well done sir.
Thank you very much for your review! Yea, the outcome was more in the metaphoric side of the story. I left it up to the reader.
Very clever. I love works like this.
Great write
Thank you very much!
Welcome
Very beautiful poem. Very soft the way you wrote it. I felt soft, light and free even though it is a bit sad.
Thank you, very for your review! It means a lot to me to know how it made you feel. 🙂
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