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a poem made while staring out the window in class |
staring out the window, because it offers light, offers a sweet escape, offers something bright. not looking to the ink formed words up on the board, for they offer nothing, this window gives much more. this comedy brings smiles, through a resposne of natures strand, but the gazing out to freedom gives the little hope it can. though bricks obstruct my view, and twer tall and bland, i glimpse the sky above hovering above a beach of sand. ........... i imagine the grains, soft and warm a texture that cradles, to your foot it forms. i see the rocks, the shells about, scattered and broken, but beautiful no doubt. i feel the breeze ruffle my hair, the sun with so much heat to share. small ladybugs gather on smoothed drift-wood, dragonflies hover and the serenity is so good. teh sand grows firmer, sloping down, and the color darkens now i hear the sound of small waves breaking, the gulls faint call, and i breathe it in, feel it all. the water is clear, it slips over the sand, the rocks it leaves accent the darkened tan. again the water sleps on to shore retreating back but promising more. i watch its rythm, peaceful and steady then the beating sun whispers "youre ready" i let fall these heavy clothes as freedom flows, and i step forward into the beauty shown. ........... glancing back i see now, the cage of answers telling me how to speak and act, feel and think, to hide from the world let myself sink. but my feet feel wet, adn the window whispers sweets, adn once again i look, the skys gaze i meet. .............. i see the lapping, the moving sheet of the magic water that covers my feet. it is cold and good, and i can smell it as could i hear and feel it, see it taste it, and now i shall find i will be it. i glide into the lake, feeling each sensative real, and i can imagine how it all feels. at first i walk against the waves headed east, but then i feel the pull out west that rushes past my feet. my toes wiggle as they sink through the floor, water, sun adn nature has now become much more. i close my eyes, hold my breath then plunge through the surface down into the depth. my arms stretch forward, my legs kick back, and soon the sweet air i lack. i break up back to the world i came, and again i feel the sun the beach that looks the same. (will be continued) |