I Have Waited As a Bird

My sky yields heroes of long ago, felt as strange sensations

They take control of all I have ever known to be

With eyes that watch what comes this way 

From those faces my sun cannot see

Memories of them lie anchored above a line of tangled trees 

With branches full of doves of hope that softly sing

Lingering declarations into the light of dawn

In their perfect campaign, voices ring

I have waited as a bird in a cage who dreams to freely fly

Here sleeping while the world moves me to wake

By dipping a pen into the ink of my veins

Creating outlines for me to take

My restless heart beats swift, echoes sweetly into my sky

Into the breezes that yield my heroes of long ago

To come take control of all I know to be

Help me to discover what is so

I have been here as a shadow poured into a secret cage

Calling on fate and chance to come and rescue me

My heroes of long ago never held the key

I could fly if the sky I would just see

Author's Note

Holding ourselves back with invisible barriers............

*Artist - Xie Yu Chu - http://www.jiyougallery.com/Summer-Rose-p14519.html

Reviews

[Karina Longo]

It's interesting, even though you've set this as 'poetry', and of course, it has a beautiful poetic flow and imagery, I could personally classify this piece as lyricwriting as well - it's like a mix of the both. The last stanza would make a wonderful chorus. :) This is an inspiring writing, so serene.

[Aleyah]

The imagery & the liberating feeling cast by this poem is what makes me like it so much. Fantastic third stanza, that one is my favorite. I love this poem a lot! Great job.

[Audrey Howitt]

Beautiful. I love the last stanza. Barriers and freedom.

[Layla J Omorose]

Once again another beautiful poem. Though I have been gone for a while I am glad to come back and have the joy of reading your writing. I can also imagine someone singing this as well as reciting it a poetry. The flow is beautiful and the imagery is just as beautiful.

"Memories of them lie anchored above a line of tangled trees
With branches full of doves of hope that softly sing
Lingering declarations into the light of dawn
In their perfect campaign, voices ring"

My favorite stanza, that first line reeled my into the poem the rest of the way. The sturdiness of memories, but they are blocked from everything because of the trees and the doves that hope that we will one day break free and be our true selves....I loved this poem. Well done.

[brenda]

i feel like this and my barriers is fear nice poem well beautiful

[realmwriter]

I know this all to well. And I will no longer hold myself back for fear of succumbing to fear of being bound by it, of being made its slave! Touching write!

[Zeitgeist Manifesto]

This is incredible. I felt as if I was surrounded by spirits and knowledge that has been passed down for ages. It was as if I had guardians protecting me. You made me feel as if there should be nothing to be afraid of.

[TJ]

Very good work Neva. Impeccable flow with wonderful imagery. The restraints we apply to ourselves are the strongest...

[Tom Benson]

This is a deep and meaningful piece Neva. It struck me that it was to do with your writing and relatively recent freedom to express yourself through prose and poetry.
Many people long to do things in their daily life, sometimes for years and then when they finally take control they realise what they've been missing for so long. Even if I'm off track, this is a great piece of writing as a stand alone poem.

[Sherwette]

I love it I love it I love it... These creative pieces always make me think and motivate me and I guess it does that to other people as well :)

[joshua deathdealer]

Beautiful write!! I feel like this on a daily basis.