Fantasy Tree

for Seriana's contest "Story Time

 

 

 

When life’s gravitational 

pull is astronomical

that the solid ground

which my life is built

feels like quicksand

causing inspiration,

the root of my happiness

to DWINDLE like

dust in the wind

 

I reach… till

my faith takes

Peter Pan’s hand

as I ESCAPE

to that place

that’s planted

In imagination…

 

My fantasy tree.

 

It’s roots wrapped

around my mind

climbing a spiral

through cloud nine

where my eyes

can see farther then

the moon can reach.

 

Every branch sprouts

out the things

only my soul believes.

 

I can hang with

the mighty dragon

who with one

TELEPATHIC breath

sets my determination a blaze.

 

Climbing higher lets me…

 

Feel the breeze

from the Eagle's wings

allowing the freedom

to be me

soar into infinity.

 

At last I reach

what I believe heaven to be

where a single TOUCH

of my guardian angel

reminds me that

faith in myself

is only a heartbeat away.

 

Here in my fantasy tree

I rest in euphoric bliss

as the writer in me

rides the LIGHTENING

amongst the clouds.

 

Author's Note

The challenge was to take the pic above and write a poem or story telling what we see and this was my result... hope you enjoy.

Reviews

[Angelheaded Hipster]

The tree....it is very Peter Pan...very Lost Boys....and I think, that when we grow up, and mature, and get into the doldrums of being an adult, we lose sight of our tree, of our "Hook" and the whimsy that goes along with it. You've captured it well here.

[just is]

I reach� till
my faith takes
Peter Pan's hand
as I ESCAPE
to that place
that's planted
In my mind�

LOve these lines here, reach� "till
my faith takes Peter Pan's hand"

I got a chuckle out of these lines, Clever wording too.
It says to me your faith is taking a ride but yet it holds
on strong like the tree.

Wonderful write sweetie.

[Silent Kim aka mizmetap..]

It's a nice write, the picture is interesting and your words did capture a story for it. Fantasy tree nice title, it fits.

[Hoshi Nami]

I enjoyed it thouroughly!
This was a particularly beautiful statement:
"Every branch sprouts

out the things

only my soul believes."

good job.