~I never did learn to fly

...and I never did learn to fly

   always trying to take flight

came close a time or two,

  could never quite get off the ground

wings were clipped as a fledgling

       stories written on caged walls

echoed, yet there were no lyrics to sing

   without a voice on a prayer

plummeted to  abysm's bottomless pit

    till I could feel no more

there in the dark stillness lie the secret

          rhythm and music filled the air

Found the poetry within my soul

realized the wings were in my heart

all along, I was meant to dance 

Author's Note

Reviews

[Girl Friday (Sarah W.)]

Never quite learned to fly, but you know how to dance... Beautifully portrayed piece. This one speaks to the beauty of human nature, in my opinon. We so often try (bang our heads against the wall) to be something that we are not, when the truth of our souls is hidden within all the time, waiting to be unlocked. Really enjoyed this one...

[Frieda P]

Happens quite often, to me anyway, thanks for your insightful review Friday, nice to see you back here. :-)

[Hatchling]

One word... Beautiful. I enjoyed reading this. This speaks to the soul. Great Job

[Frieda P]

Thanks for the visit & review Fluttershy.

[Marie]

Flying may be the next stap after dancing...

[Frieda P]

Feels that way Marie...

[annie lee]

This makes me think of all the things I longed to become when I was a child but never even got close to accomplishing. We do need to recognize that the things we can do or become to avoid devaluing ourselves. I daily fight depression, and your words here could serve as a boon for me and many other.

[Frieda P]

What a nice thing to say annie lee, thank you...

[Jvl narasimharao]

can understand your yearning to fly as poetic bird.You are flying but you say you are learning to fly.it tells us about your humility

[Frieda P]

Thanks for pausing on my page Jvl, much appreciate your review.

[Glen Yumang Manese]

Frieda - you never seem to amaze...with the verse and photo...plus the music balances this verse...I've been traveling for 34 hours by plane...I'm a bit in a jet lagged mode...good to read this one...

[Frieda P]

Oh poor you, I don't think I could handle 34 hours on a plane, Italy nearly did me in...you picked a good one for where you're at though, and I promise, next time I'll try to amaze you my friend. :-)

[Adam Whitworth]

I like this one Frieda, very good one

[Frieda P]

Thanks for your visit & review Adam, much appreciated.

[Dhaye]

"Found the poetry within my soul
realized the wings were in my heart
all along, I was meant to dance"

Sometimes, we try to make impossible to possible. That's what we called HOPE. But as we learn from doing such thing, we discover where we should fit in. That's what we called ACCEPTANCE. We should accept what's meant for us.

Nice poem, Frieda.

[Frieda P]

Yes hope & acceptance, sometimes we, or I should say 'I' need to be reminded, thanks Dhaye....

[Dhaye]

Welcome, Frieda. :) :) :)

[OTownPete]

Ah the moment of discovery...how sublime!

[Frieda P]

Thanks so much Pete, love that word 'sublime'!

[Leslie Philibert]

Great idea, a fine running metaphor, and I like the use of the three lines to finish it..

[Frieda P]

Thank you Leslie, jazzed you enjoyed this one.

[emmajoy]

Can't imagine you doing anything else but dance, if not physically but in and with your dreams and imagination. You are flight personified, dear friend. Beautiful.

[Frieda P]

Thank you for your luverly words my dear friend, muchly appreciate petulia. x