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This poem is a sparrow
This poem is an angel-child
This poem is an utterance that may be called
a promise
This poem is homeless
It longs to make a nest in the holes,
crevices of an old house
It is compelled to feed its fledglings with
poisoned pests, alas!
It prays everyday to be free from the web of
mobile radiation
This poem is a dwindling, empty nested
sparrow
This poem is a playful, missing winged child
It loves to plant seeds with its little
grubby hands
It cavorts with the twittering of a feathered
friend
It buys birdhouse with piggy bank money
This poem is the dreamy twinkle of the eyes
of a child
This poem is a green promise
It pledges to build its shelter with
moonlight grove
It aspires to make this water bubble of the
cosmos into a blue crystal
It wishes to bind all by a string of faith
This poem is a promise to connect every soul
to create a peace abode
This poem is the shadow of a sparrow
This poem is a dreamy child
This poem is the verdant promise of a blue
crystal in motion
I was inspired to write this poem in Boomerang Metaphors (invented by Hannah Gosselin ofMetaphors and Smiles) after reading the chat between Sherry and Elizabeth
Crawford published on Monday the 1st June 2015 @ Poets United.
Posted for Susan’s Midweek Motif ~ Sustainability @ Poets United
This poem is a sparrow
This poem is an angel-child
This poem is an utterance that may be called
a promise
This poem is homeless
It longs to make a nest in the holes,
crevices of an old house
It is compelled to feed its fledglings with
poisoned pests, alas!
It prays everyday to be free from the web of
mobile radiation
This poem is a dwindling, empty nested
sparrow
This poem is a playful, missing winged child
It loves to plant seeds with its little
grubby hands
It cavorts with the twittering of a feathered
friend
It buys birdhouse with piggy bank money
This poem is the dreamy twinkle of the eyes
of a child
This poem is a green promise
It pledges to build its shelter with
moonlight grove
It aspires to make this water bubble of the
cosmos into a blue crystal
It wishes to bind all by a string of faith
This poem is a promise to connect every soul
to create a peace abode
This poem is the shadow of a sparrow
This poem is a dreamy child
This poem is the verdant promise of a blue
crystal in motion
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I was inspired to write this poem in Boomerang Metaphors (invented by Hannah Gosselin ofMetaphors and Smiles) after reading the chat between Sherry and Elizabeth
Crawford published on Monday the 1st June 2015 @ Poets United.
Posted for Susan’s Midweek Motif ~ Sustainability @ Poets United
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Sharing it with Open Link # 150 @ dVerse
This poem is a vision.. striving to and fro,
ReplyDeleteDigging deep into thoughts aglow;
Wisdom through the lines bestow.
Thank you for this heart-warming piece :D
Lots of love,
Sanaa
This poem is everything - the title alone is simply astounding....
ReplyDeleteThank you for the green promise! For turning inspiration into blue crystal motion on shadowy sparrow wings and the hopes and dreams of children! We can sustain and restore and improve.
ReplyDeleteIt wishes to bind all by a string of faith
ReplyDeleteThis poem is a promise to connect every
soul to create a peace abode
It is a blessing if the peaceful world is sustained. One sure way is tolerance of creed and culture. Somehow there are leakages! Truly said Sumana!
Hank
This poem is absolutely beautiful.
ReplyDeleteThis poem makes the heart sing sweetly.
This poem stretches the soul.
So beautiful, Sumana. A gift of a poem.
I absolutely loved the poem. The title is so perfectly chosen and the way you have talked about the sparrow, the angel child and the green sparrow is spellbounding :)
ReplyDeleteOh my goodness...this is such a work of heart and art, Sumana! You've worked absolute magic of this form and I'm so thrilled that you were inspired by it!! Thank you.
ReplyDeleteWhat you have written here is just stunning, and the refrains are haunting. Lovely.
ReplyDeleteluv the promise of this poem
ReplyDeletemuch love...
Ha. I like hte middle stanza, missing a wing, geeting its hands grubby. It has personality in that which is tangible. If only every sould would think peace, you know.
ReplyDeleteThis is beautiful Sumana. I like the characters you chose especially the angel child. And the image of the earth as a blue bubble. I enjoyed this so much!
ReplyDeletePoignant and revealing of our foolishness. Our little voices crying in an avalanche of indifference.
ReplyDeleteI love the stanza of the green promise, the hope of turning this water bubble into a blue crystal, held together by a string of faith. Powerful, thoughtful, and so relevant. I really like Hannah's form, and you took it to a wonderfully unique place. Thank you,
ReplyDeleteElizabeth
This is beautiful!
ReplyDeleteSumana,
ReplyDeleteYour poem contains all the ingredients necessary to respect and sustain the world we know. Some simple things, but we would miss them if they were absent...A complete poetic reverence..
Eileen
Softly spoken this poem would weigh heavy on yhe minds of those who fail to consider the life around them.
ReplyDeleteYes, the poem is all you say and more. I could see this become an epic poem. There is not end to what a poem is. Infinity.
ReplyDeleteI feel such a harmony between your words and images, what the beautiful form and execution on the sustainability! Love :)x
ReplyDeleteOh, this poem is beautiful! What a lovely form this is, and versatile — you have made it into something delicate, exquisite and hopeful.
ReplyDeleteBeautifully written...
ReplyDeleteI love the contrasts.. the strength of hope and despair.. like life itself we bounces between those extremes. You make we want to try to try this myself
ReplyDeletea dreamy child and homeless... you know - i wish that all poems were a bit homeless and fit wherever the reader wants them to...
ReplyDeleteFrom the title, I thought I recognize Hannah's form, smiles ~ Specially love the the parts of the poem being an angel child and a green promise ~
ReplyDeleteThe metaphors are rich, dreamy, alluring, all encompassing, & the diversity of contrasts are lovely, sad, & striking. An interesting form, puts me in mind of Walt Whitman. Like X, I like the lines /this poem is, a playful missing wing child/it loves to plant seeds with its grubby little hands/.
ReplyDeleteThis poem is blends all the hopes and dreams of life. Absolutely astounding beauty, Sumana.
ReplyDeleteSo very intense, made so in part by the use of repetition and strong metaphor. It touches about our responsibility to nature, making me want to cradle and protect the sparrow, the child...all of it.
ReplyDeleteBeautiful use of language and metaphor!
ReplyDeleteAh.. the sparrow lives in bird and feather..
ReplyDeletethe human lives in skin more than feather..
but alas poetry is created and not
born.. by innate means alone..
in reflecting on how all it
all comes to be.. we
reflect in
poetry
of all
that
is
reflection
of
all
that
is..:)
Poetry can represent so many things, but I've never thought of a poem itself being the things it represents. Very well done and thought provoking. Peace, Linda
ReplyDeleteBeautiful! I love how one "mundane" thing can be so many, many images and places
ReplyDeleteThis poem is a lovely poem!
ReplyDeleteAnna :o]
poetry has the power to represent any and everything... from angel child, to homeless, even down to those promises - great write.
ReplyDeleteOh how I love those grubby little hands! this poem is so full of music and hope and light....just gorgeous.
ReplyDeleteNice capture !
ReplyDeleteI think this is one of the best poems of yours that I have read, Sumana. Absolutely loved it!
ReplyDeleteI like the part about the poem being homeless. Made me think of being a writer and looking for a place for one's work on pages and in the hearts of readers.
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