I sense a permanent ache
Where I would have let
My Isis wings grow,
Where every one of us
Should be given this gift.
Yet only angels got wings
Or those birds passing by.
You’re born without but
Have some freedom
If you belong to the luckiest
In this beautiful but suffering Earth.
And one day for a given reason
That freedom starts to shiver
Of heaven you just see a sliver.
No spring, no almond trees in blossom,
No laughs, no warm embraces,
The same sadness on other faces.
I try to look somewhere else,
Immersed in the greenness of nature
Of a park nearby, where two swans
Cross silently, magestically,
The peaceful waters of the lake.
I look high up in the sky
Wonder if freedom has been jailed,
But as Georg Danzer sings
Freedom’s no animal to imprison
And that’s the most important reason
To keep us all alive with hope.
That burden on my back
Will one day disappear,
And if we’re born without wings
There are other ways to fly:
Wings of poetry, layers of art
That come straight from our heart.
© May 2018 Marta Pombo Sallés
This poem has been inspired by an article entitled “És aquest pes” published in the Ara newspaper by Catalan writer and journalist Sílvia Soler i Guasch: https://ca.wikipedia.org/wiki/S%C3%ADlvia_Soler_i_Guasch
So beautiful and compelling. Really well done!
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Thank you, Bill. That is very encouraging!
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My pleasure!
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“And if we’re born without wings
There are other ways to fly” – love the positive optimism of these lines.
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Thank you, everyone tells me I am an optimist by nature despite difficulties. Suppose this is being reflected in the poem. 😊
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Freedom … hard won.
This is truly a beautiful poem.
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Thank you, David, so glad you like it.
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Freedom is not to be imprisoned is right. When as you have so eloquently wrote we can find other things to turn to. Loved the words of your poem. You are talented and hope you never stop looking for that freedom through words !!
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Wow, thank you so much for your kind words and the follow. I will get to your blog ASAP.
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You are welcome the follow allowed me to read your amazing thoughts. I thank you for the follow also. I hope you enjoy my blogs. There are many that are true and much more just plain fiction.
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Thank you for reminding me:
That burden on our back
Will one day disappear.
You are, as always, a source of inspiration.
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Thank you, dear Issiakson. Wow, I am flattered by your very kind words. I so love your poems! 😊
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Burden is always there and increasing.
Hope is one that lessens it.
You have balanced the thoughts here.
Wonderful!
You talk of the Wings and Angels which made me remember my two poems.
If you have the time do read
“Distant Heart”
This was reblogged by five bloggers and its one of my favorite.
&
!Oh! My Angel Manifest”
Thanks
Shiva
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Thank you, Shiva. I will get to your poems ASAP.
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“The same sadness on other faces.” Indeed. Nicely done!
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Thank you so much, Cate. I do really appreciate your encouraging words and everybody’s. You are all very supportive. The truth is I never imagined I would be writing poetry attempts one day and end up posting all this. Thank you again. 😊
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https://theshivasponder.wordpress.com/2016/04/19/oh-my-angel-manifest/
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https://theshivasponder.wordpress.com/2016/01/10/distant-heart/
Here are the links
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This is beyond beautiful. I found it magical 💛
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Thank you so much, Shantanu.
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My pleasure
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Amazing… Astounding..
There are always other ways to fly.. beautiful..
So true we just have to keep faith and hope alive and for sure we can survive the tough tides..
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Sorry, I had misspelled your name first, but corrected it later.
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I meant I misspelled your name, Shantanu, but now I have corrected this. Thanks again and thank you everyone for all the attention I am getting through this blog. Love you all! 😍
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The reference to Isis… The broken wing. The curtailment. Fly my little bird! 🐦
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I had to read this again!!!
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