Orbit

Life

Born of scattered, swirling dust

A single seed on night of lust

mother fed me at her bust

till such time she gave a thrust

Flying fast without a wing

A helpless kite on broken string

She flung me far from everything

and heeded not my frightened screams

Hurling outwards all alone

I found an orbit of my own

Author's Note

Just some thoughts I crammed together

Reviews

[Lorry]

Sometimes being in our own orbit makes us, depending on how far she threw you and why, I'm guessing you're far happier at your own level, free of throwers.
Learn the path and you can make your own, full of your experiences.
I like how your end line brings this to a happy culmination Samuel, escaping your tether.

[Samuel Dickens]

Thank you. Though the hardships I endured as a child no doubt made me independent and a survivor, I envy those who had normal childhoods.

[Sir Aphid]

independence can be scary and painful but ultimately it's necessary. staying in the nest too long can lead to a sort of death too. I can speak for myself and say that I wished my parents pushed me out of the nest and taught me some harsh realities about life.

[Samuel Dickens]

Thank you. Somehow, most of us make it through.

[SweetNutmeg]

These are some very well crammed together thoughts. The cruelties of childhood never leave us, but we can let go of them (partially at least) when we catch a new orbit. I too envy those who had good childhoods, but honestly, they seem kind of rare. I have one friend who had a "good enough" family and childhood. No others. And he has a surprising disadvantage... not having endured maltreatment makes him unable to quickly recognize maltreatment from others in adulthood. *sigh* It's a hard world any way you cut it.

[Samuel Dickens]

Thank you. You make a good point. Starting when I was about 12-13, I really began to notice how much better my friends had it than I did. Whatever we went through had lasting effects, that's for sure.

[VALORMORE DE PLUME]

I like this. Funny how we hold a wee bit of resentment toward Mom, for turning us loose.

[Samuel Dickens]

Thank you. My mom wasn't like most, but eventually reformed herself.

[VALORMORE DE PLUME]

My assessments of others, becomes less frazzled, within the whirlpool of time. For I become better at seeing my flaws. Much of that mess, dwarfs my pointing finger.

[Dhara_Ditzy Kat]

Loved the duality of meaning running through this poem! This could be a human being and this could be a celestial body being flung far from its parent body to find its own orbit. A parent has to be cruel to be kind. Knowing just when to cut the umbilical cord is so important for the fledgling to grow. A critical message here. Penned superbly!

[Samuel Dickens]

Thank you. Yes, being a parent can be tough.

[AJNJ]

To me this is a great mother who realizes her child need to be independent and find his own life. We often protect kids and cosset them making them ill equipped to face life on their own. A great poem with superb rhyming too.

[Samuel Dickens]

Thank you.

[roarke]

Fun stuff Sam, just don't fly too close to the sun. btw, you're looking good, man.

[Samuel Dickens]

Thank you. Hope you're doing well.

[roarke]

We are Sam, staying on the mountain as much as possible. How are you doing?

[barleygirl]

I love this! The rhyming is great & the pacing feels like it's speeding up as we go along. Very dynamic imagery & I could feel a similar centrifugal force from my memory, escaping my own childhood situation! I don't regret finding my own orbit early on! *smile* (((HUGS)))

[Samuel Dickens]

Thank you. I'm glad you enjoyed it.

[barleygirl]

Since this popped up in my newsfeed, I had to read it again! Love the way your poem doesn't blame the mom for flinging -- parental shortcomings being what they are -- and it's mostly about accepting how these messy childhoods happen & then making the best of it! Here's hoping you're doing fine, heading into winter (my all-over pain is screaming as we go from a month of HOT (October) to frosty mornings now! Brrrr! Doggies monopolizing the electric blanket once I leave it . . . *wink! wink!* Fondly, Margie

[Samuel Dickens]

Thank you. As we both know, things happen that we need to learn to live with.

[Tricia Pattinson]

Love the title, the imagery and the truth of it!

[Samuel Dickens]

Thank you, Tricia.

[Tricia Pattinson]

You're welcome. :-)

[Will Neill]

Hey You!--you stole my title! I'm gonna sue!-----Just kiddin Sam, I found my own orbit many moons ago.
Always a pleasure Sam. Good work.
Will

[Samuel Dickens]

Thanks, Will. Sorry about the word theft.