EclipseOfTheMoon

From the Pocket of a Dream

*Ember Heart*

There was once a bird.
A closed hand was her home.
Time never touched her wings.
She was unknown to clouds
and winds did never meet her.

Frozen, in her little world,
chained within the iron grip,
motionless in the silence,
she yearned warmth.
Locked inside the cage of darkness,
her heart forgot how to beat with joy.

But the dream…

The dream she had,
spoke to her hauntingly in its beauty.
All about an arrival,
all about the shackles,
removed and thrown away.
Her heart became an ember,
and the hand was forced to let go.

My love was a dying bird.
She needed to fly.

***

 © Eclipse 2011

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12 comments on “*Ember Heart*

  1. TForTao
    August 31, 2011

    I dream of flying all the time, but most is to get away from something, someone…
    Your beautiful words describe my yearning, to fly…
    Thank you for sharing.

  2. Raven
    August 26, 2011

    This one touched me Eclipse, I love to fly…to be caged would be dying.
    Perhaps dreams and love can free the soul…
    Have a splendid weekend,
    Rx

  3. rosemarymonteith
    August 25, 2011

    Beautiful poem Eclipse

  4. Seabell
    August 25, 2011

    Light and beautiful as a bird… The best so far from you.

  5. Broken Sparkles
    August 24, 2011

    what would we do without dreams? it’s good that no one can take them away from us …

  6. Daydreamertoo
    August 24, 2011

    And, love sets us free to flyyyyy. so happy you are flying now!

  7. Sabina Brave
    August 24, 2011

    It’s beautiful…
    Have a wonderful day Eclipse

  8. Androgoth
    August 24, 2011

    Beautiful words Eclipse of the Moon,
    and a truly wonderful piece of poetry
    that sings the sweet song of freedom

    Have a most delightful
    Wednesday my great friend…

    Androgoth XXx

  9. Soul
    August 23, 2011

    It’s always nice to visit your blog.
    I wish you a wonderful and magical week.
    With friendship you leave many dear greetings my friend Eclipse.
    Hug
    Soul.

  10. this is such a beautiful poem and a real pleasure to read words were so lovely. from kevin i enjoyed it very much.

  11. Reflections
    August 23, 2011

    Fly free little ember, if it was meant to be she shall return to this hand for an eternity.

    Beautiful write.

  12. Cat.
    August 23, 2011

    … fly little ember … the are many embers … they will make a fire … Lovely, my friend, cat.

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