Of Legends and Life

Some say myths to be just that
Fictional ideas on a page
While I disagree, straight-up and flat
They have connections to this age

One such is Icarus, whose glorious flight
Despite his father's words
Guides him into eternal night
Trying to better the birds

Some may relate to Icarus well
Goals aimed too high
But I associate with why he fell
The sun up in the sky

Not because of it's radiant brightness
Or the warmth during the day
But because of it's evident ruthlessness
Holding everyone at bay

Those who get a bit too near
Are greeted with a blast
Of intensity and forces sheer
My chances being long past

Looking directly at me
No matter how long
Can hurt the soul and damage thee
Mere creation feeling so wrong

All look to the sky and cover their eyes
Mighty Star shoving down heat
Various things used by those who are wise
To save them from the burning sheet

Many consider the sun as a god
Many more as cruel
More still feel the need to shod
From the harmful tool

But alas, I carry on
For my work is never done
If you'd sit with me
Then you could see
How truly saddened is the sun

Author's Note

Be gentle; this is the first poem I'v eever written free-style and not for school...

Reviews

[Cameron Berry]

I liked the Icarus metaphor that you carried through this piece. You did a nice job with the rhyme scheme and there was nice flow. Also, interesting phrasing such as "Mighty Star shoving down heat." I agree that myths are not simply myths...Nice work.

[Aeco]

This poem is quite nice, it is interesting on how it it shifts from the subject of myths and Icarus to that of the sun. Overall this is a very pleasant poem. Well done.

[Orchids]

Beautiful rhymes, it's very good...

[Gee]

Like this, the cadence was a wee bit off but what the hell

[Prototato]

My insanity doesn't give me too much consistency.

[A.L.]

I love that you took an unique perspective on Icarus's story. Oh how the story grew old until you spoke of your connection with the sun.

There are those like us who must push people away, for when they do come too close, they will be burned.

Excellent write and not just because you're sixteen. Age does not truly matter, it's just an excuse people use to justify why they aren't better. I challenge you to push against those assumptions from your age, baffle readers.

[MarkAndTheOcean]

Quite good, you had a nice flow throughout the whole deal. Neat perspective you put on it.

[R.J Calzonetti (Siniste..]

I loved it. Taking something like the sun and turning it into emotion, feeling, is what made this poem interesting for me. I love the metaphor of the sun being life, and how it can be cruel. It's a fact that life is filled with pain. Without pain, there cannot be comfort. We wouldn't know happiness without feeling the opposite every now and then. Too much pain can break a man though. Icarus fell like so many others before him, and after him. The man to me has become an example of pain through this poem. Myths are what stop things from becoming bland. There is a moral behind every one, if you look closely enough.