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Learning to Fly

 

The crutches are missing

We are empty without them

Again and again gods abandon

What we relied on to walk or to run

 

Discarded by love we cry out

our heart’s eternal confusion

belief drowns in weeping

just below the waves

 

A soft beating growing more pronounced

no more false passions erred ignorance

gloried suffering rather a single unadorned

source greater than hungry fearful thoughts

of falling discovering by grace this is how we

 

fly.

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David W. Parsley

Seemingly builds on the notion that religion is a crutch, the existential crisis that follows such a realization. When the knowledge of god(s) is a cornerstone of one's existence, it can result in a sensation of free fall, the need to acknowledge of self reliance with a self distressingly small in the context of a universe. The poet declares an inner grace that can turn this to flight.

 

I think many can identify with this experience, having passed through it and survived, or persisting there. This is a poem of significance, which I will return to.

 

Thanks (I think!),

- Dave

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Loved the title, and the poem's structure, DC.This is on of those new ones from you, IMO, and it's lovely.

 

Aleksandra

The poet is a liar who always speaks the truth - Jean Cocteau

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Yes, interesting perspective, Juris. We are empty without the crutches, not the other way around as would be expected. But learning to fly is a metaphor for (everlasting) life itself.

 

Tony

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Thanks All! I love the multi-interpretations of this- I'm just beginning to write stuff (I think is passable again). Hope this continues to influence and inspire.Many Thanks!

 

Juris

thegateless.org Come on over and check out my poetry substack y'all;-) Or if your bored, head to the Zazzle store: https://www.zazzle.com/store/gateless. If you buy anything I lose a bet, so consider that before you violate the digital rules.

 

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Thanks All! I love the multi-interpretations of this- I'm just beginning to write stuff (I think is passable again). Hope this continues to influence and inspire.Many Thanks!

 

Juris

 

Well, Juris, I hope it inspires. I was used to find an inspiration all around me, but lately it seems the inspiration became as hidden treasure for me :). I hope it's different for you :).

The poet is a liar who always speaks the truth - Jean Cocteau

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Sometimes we need a break... Sometimes the road is too hard- But it all comes back- The Hungry Ghosts become poems and the life we live becomes literature;-) Thanks Aleksandra!

thegateless.org Come on over and check out my poetry substack y'all;-) Or if your bored, head to the Zazzle store: https://www.zazzle.com/store/gateless. If you buy anything I lose a bet, so consider that before you violate the digital rules.

 

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Larsen M. Callirhoe

well put juris. aleks has been going thru no poem face longer then me. i have not written one in almost four months. second longest streak for me in 13 years.. how true the life we live becomes literature. i lived so much life till the day of my accident. i still have spiritual stories experiences i could write about since my accident happened, but i have a million stories i could write about stuff that occurred in my life before the accident happened. so many precious memoriesthat floodgate my mind in so much sorrow.

 

this poem is a great metaphor for life. well inked juris.

 

you and alek and all my poet friends i am so thankful for in my life. without poetry i would be a blur.

 

victor

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Frank E Gibbard

In passing hello again Larse (welcome back) and a big hello to DC.I don't do spiritual, but concentrating as I mostly do with style and word use. I enjoyed the fly-away "fly" at the end, appreciate the metaphor and the dialogue by others here which is interesting but not involving for my atheist's eye. Frank

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