WrenWind Posted March 29, 2004 Report Posted March 29, 2004 (edited) The storm brews inside of me each day the waves grow higher but do i stick close to shore or unfurl my sails and run Winds swirls around me blowing my hair into my eyes blinded by its strength buffeted by it's fury Exhilerated and afraid still standing on the edge Jump! I hear it chanted now I look into the sea One more step open my arms accept fate fly Edited March 30, 2004 by WrenWind
Appy Posted March 30, 2004 Report Posted March 30, 2004 *baffled* Great work.. I know that feeling, at least partly, I wish I could accept more.. And wish I had more to say *hugs*
Sorciere Posted March 31, 2004 Report Posted March 31, 2004 Oh Wren, it's like you looked inside me and wrote a poem about it. This is exactly what is happening to me right now, hence my sporadic irc appearances and complete failure to be a helpful pen member right now. Wonderful piece, captures so much so easily. Great work!
Regel Posted April 3, 2004 Report Posted April 3, 2004 The free form of expression is very evocative. I am not sure the message I read in this story is the same as I read it the second time around. The storm brews inside of me each day the waves grow higher Internal turmoil expressed as the ocean but do i stick close to shore or unfurl my sails and run The choices are clear, play it safe or take some chances. Winds swirls around me blowing my hair into my eyes blinded by its strength buffeted by it's fury There is a force threatening and powerful Exhilerated and afraid still standing on the edge Jump! I hear it chanted now I look into the sea One more step open my arms accept fate fly What's cool about this is the use of the metaphor of the wind and the sea. What it represents will be different for every reader and so will the interpretation of the resolution. Is this a suicidal leap into a malestrom or a leap of faith, accepting the risks with arms open and soaring up high above? I very much enjoyed this.
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