Wednesday, October 14, 2009

Like Some Fable In The Labyrinth

As a fragile bird
Only to be set back
Gently into the Labyrinth

As a foot came down
Unsure, I swerved
Within some kind of moat

Alone, to contemplate
Where they filled my head
Hoped I'd float
But I still found
A way around it

Well time,
Butterflies I’d grasped
We drifted
Like fugitives
Where I knocked on doors
Got kicked out
Of playhouse floors

Yet as I walked along
I spied
Some playful fronds
Across a neighbors wall
No taller than I
Resembling a broom
I would of sworn..
They were Reeds
That graced the Nile..
I’d walked along

It was then
I flew off to Kansas
Stayed too long
Like in
Some kind of fable..
Then came home late
To set the table-


Pacey said...

Beautiful poetry here Gina, did you make it?'re a genius.

Regina said...

Drifted like a fugitives?
So deep. I will read it again:)

Have a lovely weekend dear fiend.

Kilauea Poetry said...

Hey..thank you Pacy & Regina..ya, so glad you came by for this read..brought some cheer this morning- Hope you guys have a great weekend too-

Carrie said...

Beautiful poetry and the pictures! Oh, what exquisite rendering of God's creation!
Thank you again for blessing us

Kilauea Poetry said...

Thank you Carrie! Appreciate your encouraging words -awesome!

Let's be perfectly clear- the war on free speech is spiritual!