your lens has perfectly captured the seagulls-
one that is feeding from my hands,
I want to fly away with him
from this cruel world
I need a cloak to hide
excaping from that prison was a stroke of luck
but I have no cash by goods to survive
no longer can I skirt that-
one that has become an issue with the world
the clouds hide the sun
I wish for venus to rise from the ocean-
I promise I will hold her as my beloved
oh my so very mysterious!
ReplyDeleteplease consider ridding your blog of word verification....this is my 3rd try to decipher Thanks!
I need a cloak to hide.
ReplyDeletewe all need a cloak to hide when necessary and become invisible. please remove the word verification
The photo is so amazing. You have captured the voice of the narrator well. I especially love the closing lines, which lifts the reader out of the circumstance and brings hope.
ReplyDeleteThe last line - very intriguing... ~ to escape!
ReplyDeleteI see the power of those wings...
ReplyDeleteI like that little sideways step from line 2 to line 3. And the intensity of the wishful lines (3-5 and the final couplet)
ReplyDeleteI am not sure Venus can be trusted either. Hiding in her shadow however could be a good ploy, just don't make her jealous.
ReplyDeleteI miss feeding the sea gulls, I wonder...do they miss me?
ReplyDeleteI enjoyed this piece. How often do we find ourselves wishing we could do just that -- fly away.
ReplyDeleteWords with wings..Nice
ReplyDelete"One that has become an issue with the world..." Potent
ReplyDeletethat's visit deep inside the soul,nice one
ReplyDeletethat's visit deep inside the soul,nice one
ReplyDeleteYour poetry is lovely .. this is no exception!!
ReplyDeleteCultivating Venus in oneself is a wise move after a stretch in prison !
ReplyDeleteSprouting wings and flying away is sometimes the best...
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