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Reach for it...if you dare!

Reach for it...if you dare!

A Poem by Dreamer
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I'M WONDERING IF PEOPLE ACTUALLY GOT WHAT I MEANT FOR THEM TO GET FROM THIS POEM...

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The apple hangs in the distance

Shining, beaming, bright!

For the Heavens hold above it

Beautiful, wonderous light!

My vision has been placed in focus

My wings stretched out for flight

For the music that sustains me

Cries loudly out in fright.

 

My heart is ready, my mind is ready, my words are all in gear

But the reality that surrounds me, keeps me planted here.

There's a great swamp of despair and gloom

That's nestled beneath this wonderous fruit

And the wind has whispered to me the trecherous things it may do.

How it chumps and chews the life out of every victim that may-

Fall into its grasp...and there's no escape!

The wind blows-

Around and around the fear and doubt surrounds me

Around and around the words of men confuse me

"Jump! Leap! Fear not what lies beneath. Without risk thy journey in life will never be complete!"

And so I prepare myself to fly!

    Up high

  I climb but making the error of closing my eyes

And against my heart yet... with my heart

I LEAP

 

Feeling the touch of the wind, hearing it's words

"Fly, fly, grab hold!"

I stretch my hand

I open my eyes and its red glory has me in awe!

It's close...

I can almost feel it...

I know its mine!

Oh hear how the music of my life sings in harmony with the wind

But suddenly!

Reality grabs hold of my feet and I know not what to do, trying to hold on to something but there is nothing to hold on to.

My heart has stoped

So i listen for the wind but

It has gone silent too...

Through the blur of my eyes

I see this fruit that I've admired clandestinely slip,

Further,

           and further from me as I've dragged and dashed by life's cruel reality!

I'm losing myself, not struggling as I sink into the murkiness.

Yet, as the faint image of the glowing light is covered by the darkness over me

A stillness settles within my soul

Because although the heart still cries

These are lessons we may teach

And at least now I know

The apple was always out of my reach.

© 2011 Dreamer


Author's Note

Dreamer
I'M WONDERING IF PEOPLE GOT WHAT I INTENDED THEM TO GET FROM THIS POEM...ITS FULL OF SYMBOLS...PLEASE READ IT AND TELL ME WHAT U THINK ITS ABOUT. hINT- TAKING A RISK FOR LOVE... I'M NOT SURE PEOPLE GOT THE SYMBOLS; THE APPLE, WIND, SWAMP... SRY IF MY WORDING WAS OFF:(
This poem was so serious and nw it jus makes me laugh.lol so silly.lol

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i love it! speechless

Posted 13 Years Ago


Dreamer, this is an excellent poem. I interpreted it as you were going for a goal or a dream and you fell short. Or not so much fell short, but you felt it was out of reach at the time. I could be wrong, let me know. Love the metaphors of the apple. Jazyp

Posted 13 Years Ago


To me, this poem says you have opened up your eyes to the world around you with all its beauty, mystery and pain. Yet even though you see, there are yet things that cloud you from all truths

Excellent poem and very well penned. I Loved it!

Posted 13 Years Ago


A very good poem I enjoyed most. A good imagery, words well crafted

Posted 13 Years Ago


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The honey is rarely worth the sting? Is that what it means; some chances aren't worth taking? I don't know- it's well written nonetheless and the words provide imagery.

Posted 13 Years Ago


This is a great poem! Beautiful metaphors used...very nice work, Dreamer!

Posted 13 Years Ago


A very good story in this poem. I like the logic of the words. Sometime we must think. Maybe good to look at and we may desire it. We need to listen to heart and mind. Use our common sense.
"These are lessons we may teach
And at least now I know
The apple was always out of my reach."
Thank you for a excellent poem.
Coyote

Posted 13 Years Ago


What a lesson in the last line...it was always out of reach. Great write. Something that appears so wondrous at the beginning and maybe not so great at the end. Keep on penning.

Posted 13 Years Ago



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