found art
the symbolism was so obvious
one wing
one match
and icarus took flight in my mind
soaring closer and closer to the sun we all worship
though it burns and ravages
we can’t help but love
the fact that it rises
in the east and lights our way
through another day
of living
on this earth, this good earth
this landing pad for myth and feather
and though i tried not to
i could not help
but wish
i’d been there
to see him
fall.
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A poem a day for 30 days, in honor of National Poetry Month.
This post is part of NaPoWriMo. see more here.
April 5th, 2012 at 7:27 am
amazing . find and word!!
April 5th, 2012 at 8:01 am
Love where your mind went . . .
April 5th, 2012 at 8:28 am
’twas meant for you to find this so you could spin this tale. good morning!
April 5th, 2012 at 9:19 am
that’s the most symbolic piece of art i’ve seen in a long time…..xo
April 5th, 2012 at 9:21 am
indeed, what a find! and yes, to have been there when it fell… oh – i fall more in love with your poetry with each one I read. 🙂 Happy Thursday!
April 5th, 2012 at 9:51 am
I love that you always celebrate the seemingly insignificant with such splendor.
April 5th, 2012 at 11:46 am
excellent…i love writing about found objects and pondering them…love the relevance to our lives you were able to bring from it as well…the worshipping of sun or heavens…and being there to watch the fall could go a few ways…i think sometimes we watch the fall because it makes us feel better about ourselves (such as celebrities or big names) but then again to witness such an event as your icarus would have been a sight to see…
April 5th, 2012 at 7:19 pm
so brilliant!
I’m just so happy I ‘found’ you…
You. Gift.
April 9th, 2012 at 10:21 pm
Yes. The way you said it — just yes.