If only I were Daedalus
And not a dawdler
Oh, the heights I could fall from
Constructing a frame of ideas
My tools worn with use and care
Picking up words and phrases like feathers
Moltings from literary masters
Whose language can send you soaring
Waxing over every poetic verse
My wings might blot out the sun
But I have no fear of salty waves
Or star’s burning spotlight
Gingerly, cowardly I fold them away
Lock them in a drawer
Next to dreams written in dull lead
Grown anemic in the shadows
Bound in fear and faux leather
Where they will never fail
Because I will never fly
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From Poppy’s prompt, here:
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A/N : I’m wallowing in this particular puddle of ennui because I’m trying to navigate my inability to make time for a project that I think has “wings.” My daydreams for it are wonderful, but not overly productive. I hope to overcome this soon, but it’s nice to let the gremlins out of my brain. Give them somewhere else to run around.
About the Creator
Sean A.
A happy guy that tends to write a little cynically. Just my way of dealing with the world outside my joyous little bubble.
Comments (15)
Well deserved placing in the challenge. Hope your project has progressed.
Excellent, and a very fitting image as well 😁
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Brilliant poem… love the take on Icarus. I’m sure you have flown & will continue to do so. All the best on your project.
This is heartbreaking!! 'Picking up words and phrases like feathers' is such a cool line! 'Gingerly, cowardly I fold them away Lock them in a drawer Next to dreams written in dull lead' That is so breathtakingly tragic and the way it leads up to that perfect ending is so masterful. Great job!
nice ,, pls support me
I think many of us can relate to you notes. Damn good job by the gremlins in the meantime. Well done!
Yes, the author note!! I totally agree with D.K. Great job.
Incredible poem, Shaun! Such great allusions to the character blended with a very personal context. I also related to your Author's Note too! Especially the great daydreaming with no actual productivity... This is excellent though and I hope writing it helps with getting through the blockade!
I related to your postscript so much! You have written something though which is great as a result of your ennui so that at least feels productive, eh?
"Next to dreams written in dull lead Grown anemic in the shadows" I especially loved those lines!
Wow! That was pretty deep, Shaun. Nice entry!!!
This is beautifully written, Shaun and the backstory is one I understand so well. It can be draining, having all these plans and ideas for ideas and then life just being chaotic or busy enough to make sure you can't bring them to fruition. Well done, sir!
A melancholy meditation upon the immortal figure of Icarus, complete with an allegorical reflection upon writing, or more precisely, not writing. Masterful!
Ah, but you've unblocked yourself here! Strong statement against the block!