Free as a Bird

Thoughts .....

 

Spirit free …. flying on the wind

Apart from the world …. feeling free

An endless space stretching beyond the moon

A peaceful, gentle mind

Away from fears, worries and hurt

A limbo of gentle respite

A need to shout with expectant ecstasy

… at the delights of unshackled indifference

It will be pulled back….

Within the tortuous wheel of life

But enjoy … delight in the space and freedom

And return …. refreshed and enhanced

To understand… sympathise and to be ….

… to be yourself …….

 

Phil Sanders

27.3.95

Reviews

[Gary H]

I am interested that you say these are 'thoughts'. The clarity of them makes me want to float away with your images forever. I realise, as you do, this is not possible and that I need to be brought back to the living world where I can reflect on what you have said - and, yes, carry on living and being myself.
Nice words.

[Petey]

Fun light hearted read. made me smile in a way.

[Catrinka]

It is so hard to pick a favorite of your work, but I do believe this is definitely one of them and it's going in my favorite's list - I am very very picky about things I put in there, so...that says something my friend. I got out my mental surfboard and rode the wind with you - great visual images, evoked such a peaceful feeling...really well done!!

[Poeticpiers]

A delightful read my friend couched in poeticprose

[Angel Bird]

Yes that's what we all need from time to time at least - an escape into the land without worries to reinvigorate our soul. You speak exactly my mind.
Wonderful write! Essence and meaning - pure truth.
GREAT - a favorite!

[Chloe..Across the Unive..]

I love that pharse and song free as a bird.. this captures well the feelings of being free and yourself..

Chloe
xoxo

[Candle in the wind]

I want my spirit to be set free just like this!You gave me a strange sense of freedom.

[Ani Ashford]

Wonderful words. Such great ecstasy! Free.... freedom after a long time of isolation or prison-like living or thoughts is like being catapulted into the wild-blue yonder and feeling the wind under one's 'wings'. Nice..... To be able to be free to share with others... it is wonderful. I always have to remember to put down my landing wheels when I come down. (wink)

[Brianna Brie]

Always have I had a fascination with birds. Now I know why. This poem it is light and airy just like its metaphor.

[Daisy]

This seems very psychological like the thoughts are coming out of your head onto the page as you think them. Through all this I like the way you say "A peaceful, gentle mind, Away from fears, worries and hurt" Makes you a really appealing man Phil.

[R J Askew]

I like the poem and the notion of slipping in a bird's being and taking off from all the things that hold us back. But when i looked at the gull I also saw a cloud of gulls across the river from you at Tipping (?) in Essex squarking their heads off as another tasty load of reeking London rubbish fills the big pit! A better image right now in March might be rooks enjoying themselves tumbling around on a breeze. I believe they really do enjoy flying.