Dust laden wings
Hover...
Drunk on the moonlit sky
Seduced by the warm summer air
They splat off my windscreen
Do they value their life?
They don't seem to care
Their lives to most are like mine...
Beyond comprehension
They live like I drive
Without due care and attention
Ninety miles per hour
I race home to my flame
As more splat on my windscreen
A realisation washes over me
Maybe we're quite the same?
I am captive
In society...
Anchored in the open sea
They have wings
And the open sky
They can fly...
But they are not free
- Author: Syd ( Offline)
- Published: June 21st, 2018 18:48
- Category: Reflection
- Views: 43
- Users favorite of this poem: Heartwriter
Comments4
"I am captive
In society
Anchored in the open sea..."
Love this. Great read. Very elegant use of your pen. How to many of us don't realize how society is a sort of prison.
I couldn't agree more Blacktie, thank you for your understanding and positive feedback.
Take care - Syd
Bzzz, those moths eating your paper money too? All those £50 notes?! Wot, you got none? You're having me on?! heehee.
Btu can they eat the plastic-type fivers and tenners now? Dunno. I've not left one out for a moth to try to eat!
They never get the chance to eat any of my money. It gets spent too quickly.
Thanks for reading and leaving feed back Orcidee.
Take care - Syd
This was a captivating write. A pleasure to read with a hint of sadness. Society isn't free either. We each have our problems that cage us. Often it's my big mouth. I should put my foot in it. I really enjoyed your take on a disappointing world.
Thank you so much Heartwriter, I'm glad you enjoyed the poem and that you also saved it as a favourite.
Take care - Syd
excellent write,i never realized that weare living in prison of self image,wealth and captivity.we hold ourselves captive by trying to live up to societies standards that we are never truly free to be our true selves.great read Syd,excellent
Thank you Melissa, you've pretty much hit the nail on the head with your interpretation of the poem. Thanks for reading and leaving feed back.
Take care - Syd
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