~ Free Falling ~ Poem by Alice Cuenca
~ Free Falling ~
a bird sinks down
through the wind,
unmindful of clouds
to cushion its fall
past the snow-
capped mountains,
passing the time that
seemingly freezes
...and the tree that
was just a speck
from miles above,
is now a giant
to a bird that descends
from the heavens
the gods might as well
have clipped its wings,
unfitting of tendered-
grace, utterly unyielding.
unto the bottomless
dept of the earth
has no sounding of horns,
a winged-god deprived
of love has fallen.
Very metaphorical. You are a fine imagist. Kind regards, Sandra
Nice piece. I could almost feel the wind rushing in my face as I plummet togehter with your winged god. Is it Eros or Icarus?
Wonderful imagery, as if straight from the Greek or the Roman mythology. Loved reading it. Thanks for sharing.
if only I can....free fall.... i'll do it...but life is complicated to fall you make great things happen in our lives today....what a best poem I ever read...Thnak you God bless
Free fall is not a bad idea altogether, , , we need to trust nature at times, ,10
I always wanted to write a poem about a bird that wanted to fall, because it had forgoteen it had wings... thank you for your beautiful poem-I don't need to write that poem anymore.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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sad..winged god, stripped of love, deprived, has fallen.. i see, it is deep from your heart. so graciously written.