Suspended somewhere

Suspended somewhere

A Poem by Floating on the feathers of a dandelion

 

I belong to nowhere, no-one,

Suspended somewhere is my existence in dark,

Feel no gravity of destiny.

 

© 2008 Floating on the feathers of a dandelion


Author's Note

Floating on the feathers of a dandelion
Well i had tried to write a haiku...but perhaps no-one liked it since it hardly had a structure similar to haiku so i am changing it genre to poetry.

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I'm never the sort who enjoys rating or grading poems. I'm more a reader than a critic. Your poem is fascinating, almost like watching a suspended animation: the tone is sombre and forlone with no sense of equivocation, the imagery is dark and sure is enticing ... enchanting.

Posted 16 Years Ago


7 of 7 people found this review constructive.




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I'm never the sort who enjoys rating or grading poems. I'm more a reader than a critic. Your poem is fascinating, almost like watching a suspended animation: the tone is sombre and forlone with no sense of equivocation, the imagery is dark and sure is enticing ... enchanting.

Posted 16 Years Ago


7 of 7 people found this review constructive.

I like it, although I'm not entirely sure it is a haiku! :) But beautiful imagery and beautiful picture!

Posted 16 Years Ago


5 of 5 people found this review constructive.

Hey this is a tremendous picture!!

Posted 16 Years Ago


4 of 4 people found this review constructive.

I don't even know what that is. I just liked what I read. Rain..

Posted 16 Years Ago


4 of 4 people found this review constructive.

I have never tried but it reads beautifully .... there are differnet styles I believe ...?

Posted 16 Years Ago


4 of 4 people found this review constructive.

Feeling suspended is something I identify with often.This in limbo condition is something that persists at times but I guess its better than being dashed to the ground while attempting to find your feet.This suspension is so different from the floating that happens when your spirits are lifted.I wonder why we crave to belong?

Posted 16 Years Ago


4 of 4 people found this review constructive.


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