Wednesday, 3 June 2015

This poem is a sparrow, a child and a promise

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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

 

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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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37 comments:

  1. This poem is a vision.. striving to and fro,
    Digging deep into thoughts aglow;
    Wisdom through the lines bestow.

    Thank you for this heart-warming piece :D

    Lots of love,
    Sanaa

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  2. This poem is everything - the title alone is simply astounding....

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  3. Thank 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.

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  4. It wishes to bind all by a string of faith
    This 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

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  5. This poem is absolutely beautiful.
    This poem makes the heart sing sweetly.
    This poem stretches the soul.

    So beautiful, Sumana. A gift of a poem.

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  6. 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 :)

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  7. Oh 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.

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  8. What you have written here is just stunning, and the refrains are haunting. Lovely.

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  9. luv the promise of this poem

    much love...

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  10. 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.

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  11. This 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!

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  12. Poignant and revealing of our foolishness. Our little voices crying in an avalanche of indifference.

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  13. I 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,

    Elizabeth

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  14. Sumana,

    Your 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

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  15. Softly spoken this poem would weigh heavy on yhe minds of those who fail to consider the life around them.

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  16. Yes, 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.

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  17. I feel such a harmony between your words and images, what the beautiful form and execution on the sustainability! Love :)x

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  18. Oh, this poem is beautiful! What a lovely form this is, and versatile — you have made it into something delicate, exquisite and hopeful.

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  19. I 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

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  20. a dreamy child and homeless... you know - i wish that all poems were a bit homeless and fit wherever the reader wants them to...

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  21. From 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 ~

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  22. The 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/.

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  23. This poem is blends all the hopes and dreams of life. Absolutely astounding beauty, Sumana.

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  24. So 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.

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  25. Beautiful use of language and metaphor!

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  26. Ah.. the sparrow lives in bird and feather..
    the 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..:)

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  27. 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

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  28. Beautiful! I love how one "mundane" thing can be so many, many images and places

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  29. Sumana ~ a wonderful poem! Your verses sparkled & offered so many hopes & dreams that we all have. I especially liked ~

    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

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  30. This poem is a lovely poem!
    Anna :o]

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  31. poetry has the power to represent any and everything... from angel child, to homeless, even down to those promises - great write.

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  32. Oh how I love those grubby little hands! this poem is so full of music and hope and light....just gorgeous.

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  33. I think this is one of the best poems of yours that I have read, Sumana. Absolutely loved it!

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  34. I 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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