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TO CHOOSE

If I could, side by side,

with an eagle, soar,

or crawl, mouse like,

under barn door

and run and chase, with crafty cats,

like Pangur Ban,

I would,

 

If I could, I would, sway,

in the way,

a flower grows, and drift

and swim with trout, below,

between the rock and river flow,

I'd stop, and breathe,

out, and more,

and wonder why I'd

not before.

 

If I could, I'd flutter by, quiet

in sideways butterfly,

of blue, and

damn the chaos that might ensue.

If I could, I'd run,

I'd run 'till heart

thumped loud, and breath was done.

then rest in shade

in squinted sun.

 

If I could, I'd love,

like paired up white

entangled dove, and sing

of life in song so sweet

on twisted branch above.

I would, I know, but now

in time finite, I tick

and tock and

watch for clock, and wait.

 

If I could, like a dolphin stop.

just stop breathing, I know

I would, and drop below, then,

if i could,

I might feel more human.

🌷(7)

◄ POINTING AT BOATS

AUTUMN ►

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Ciaran Cunningham

Sat 25th May 2024 18:49

@keithjeffries thank you. This is an old poem from before I started writing in free verse.

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Ciaran Cunningham

Sat 25th May 2024 18:47

@bethanysallis thank you for this very kind comment.

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keith jeffries

Sat 25th May 2024 00:10

Ciaran,
An exquisite poem, perfectly crafted and one to entice the imagination. A masterpiece of good poetry.
Thank you for this,
Keith

Bethany Sallis

Fri 24th May 2024 22:13

Oh, Ciaran, this is nothing less than absolutely beautiful.
Thank you, so much.

Bethany

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