The Edge
A Mute Swan spreads its wings
.
Standing on the edge of the world
i look out into the void
one move from me
and i’ll be history
so
i unfurl my wings
and gently
glide
back
to
s….
….a
f….
….e
t….
….y
.
Image:
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Wing
©DGA 22 January 2012 07:14
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The safety of the nest, is the one comfort of flight..Well done Denise.
Thank you, Jake.
maybe just one step back…would hate to fall off, so much i’d miss…smiles….
Ooh, no chancers here! Thanks, Brian.
That swan is beautiful. Look how white the feathers are.
I think that must be what preparing for flight is like – excited but teetering on the brink!
Yes, I think so too, Selma! I can just imagine it, the tension, and then the relief as I take off… Makes living worthwhile!
Good imagery, but with the closing layout it might be taken that the glide actually headed out over the edge and the safety is irony?
Thanks, Col. I tried to make the poem ‘glide down slowly’. I think though, I would spread my wings and step forward…
The ellipses make all the difference!
Thank you for giving me the idea, Col. Spaces do absolutely nothing…
I think we are just like this swan at times. Wanting to step forward into the unknown. But not quite ready to face the unknown, we retreat back to our safety, Very nice Denise.
I think now, at this stage of my life, I find it harder to take a chance… Time will tell though. Thanks, Jeannie.
Beautiful metaphor… I often feel like this.
Thank you, AD! Sometimes there’s a lot at stake and that’s what makes it even more difficult…
And that’s why you get so much back from it in return when you finally take that leap!
Thanks for the inspiration!
Thank you for the comments AD!
Sounds like you’re almost ready to leave the nest and FLY!
You’ll soar!
I feel SO strong, Nancy…
I hope so!
Beautiful words, and great inspiration.
Thanks, Paul. Bless you.
Taking the leap: adventure … or escape? I’ll just leave it for now then.
Taking it one day at a time, Ben.
Very cool! Your creative vision is astounding!
I can’t take all the credit (much as I would like to), Hook. I wake up during the night or in the early morning with part of the poem in my head. Now and then it has been virtually the whole thing!
Oh to be a bird
Clever poetic structure, Adee
Well, Bb, flying is the best part of being a bird, but I have seen from watching them that they face a lot of dangers and a large percentage of them have sustained injuries in the past, mostly to their legs and feet.