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Monday, September 11, 2017

Untethered

When you’re free,
you become
weightlessly untethered
from the ground.

Though I am
a willing slave
to gravity,
I remain
a wisp,
a scent,
a flavor on the breeze.

May you
catch me
in your hair
and hear
my whispering plea:

“Go,
be free!”

17 comments:

  1. Oh, my. This leaves me a bit breathless.
    LOVE:
    "Though I am
    a willing slave
    to gravity,
    I remain
    a wisp"

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  2. I have heard your whisper!

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  3. This is so wonderful... and reminds of:
    "if you love someone, set them free" by Sting

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  4. I look at gravity as a blessing. It helps me stand tall. I am also its willing slave.

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  5. Nice one! Just a thought (not even a suggestion) - I don't think you need the first 4 lines, the rest of the poem expresses everything you need, although I also realise it's a quadrille...

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  6. Oh, to be 'a flavor on the breeze'! And I love the lines:
    'May you
    catch me
    in your hair
    and hear
    my whispering plea'.

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  7. Beautiful, I love how you 'remain a wisp,a scent,a flavor on the breeze' with a powerful message :o)

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  8. Delightful.Simply delightful.

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  9. I can "see" this- a hallmark of a good poem in my opinion, clarity. Nicely done!

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  10. Wonderful images in a strong wish.

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  11. earthy, lovely, inspiring.

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  12. "a willing slave to gravity" is a great line!

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  13. So many contrasts here.

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  14. We are all, we are everything, wait for me.......

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