She found her spirit dimming.
Then determination surged…
Within her heart and veins,
Until joy emerged.
Vibrations of spirit soared.
Colliding with distant stars.
A sprinkling of sparkle…
Swapped for mental scars.
Her mind perched as the eagle.
Steady gaze – a turquoise sea.
Peace of graceful waves.
Tides of emotions flee.
She seized a tranquil silence.
Paused to hear the melody.
She’d finally unfurled her wings…
And shook her loose feathers free.
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I love the unfurling of wings, feathers flying free. Wonderfully written!
ReplyDeleteThank you, Sherry.
DeleteWhen a poet's spirit soars and collides with distant stars, watch out, world!
ReplyDeleteThanks so much.
DeleteAh that last verse, just took my breath away.
ReplyDeleteHappy you dropped by my sumie Sunday today
Much☺love
Thank you, Gillena.
DeleteI like that she shook her loose feathers free...and I think she is now free, too.
ReplyDeleteThanks so much.
DeleteThis is so beautiful! I love the image of unfurling wings!❤️
ReplyDeleteI can see her breaking the clouds... and greeting the sun!
ReplyDeleteA poem of both strength and peacefulness. I liked the vivid picture you drew of her.
ReplyDeleteThank you, Mary.
DeleteI think she is a bird incarnate, ready to fly again.
ReplyDeleteThank you, Colleen.
DeleteA perfect poem! Awesome!
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This is amazing!
ReplyDeleteThank you, Chrissa.
DeleteI love, love, love rhyming - done well. And you have nailed it in this beautifully rendered, mesmeric piece.
ReplyDeleteThank you, Wendy.
DeleteThat moment of change...nicely done!
ReplyDeleteThanks so much.
DeleteAnd the poem also soars.
ReplyDeleteThank you, Rosemary.
DeleteI love the wonderful freedom with all the gorgeous images here. Specially the analogy of the eagle, a symbol of power and strength.
ReplyDeleteThank you, Sumana.
DeleteI like your take on the prompt. Thank you for introducing me to The Sunday Muse.
ReplyDeleteThank you so much.
Deletea testament to finding light and hope, it sings for the cadence and pacing - lovely
ReplyDeleteThanks so much.
Delete..and the mind's true liberation. la la la. ;-)
ReplyDeleteThanks so much.
Delete"unfurled wings"...yes I see that, and I love the peace and freedom that flows within this beautiful poem Vicki!
ReplyDeleteThank you, Carrie.
DeleteYay to freedom!!!
ReplyDeleteThanks so much.
DeleteThat last stanza was exquisite, and joyful. Love this, Vicki!
ReplyDeleteThank you, Sara.
DeleteGolly, what a lot of comments.
ReplyDelete"She shook her feathers free" . . . love it and the design and content of the poem.
Thank you, Eddie.
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