Mistress of Sky

Mistress of Sky

 

She is like a baby bird

All eyes and feathered

Wisps of gold

 

Always hungry

And for the moment

My word vulnerable

 

Soon tho she will learn

To fly and then

Be gone like an eagle

 

Only to become

Mistress of sky and

Dance upon thermals

 

Like scented wood smoke

Rising cloudy and curious

A silver edged silhouette

 

Higher than mountains

Flawed but still glorious

A storm in a teacup chipped

 

 

Reviews

[Fay Slimm]

Your way with words always leave me wanting more peeps into hidden meanings my friend..... she, the mistress of sky would be in my eyes a young growing female who however vulnerable will find her wings and make her glorious way upwards to freedom.............. or would it be the feathered kind you verse so well here Nev.......... ? - - which or whoever this was a very good read........... Fay

[Neville]

Bless ya Fay... gonna leave it up to you to decide what's what... N :)

[barleygirl]

WOWZA! GaGOWZA! This is top-notch & the best I've seen from you! I was marveling on two main streams . . . first, it's such an authentic imaginative way to portray how it can be with independent people that do not want to settle into the typical routines of relationship . . . and second, your popping use of language & imagery, so evocative of the complex feelings you suggest! This is awesome! (((STUNS))) Fondly, Margie

[Neville]

Wowza gawowza's always do it for me Margie.. Luv's ya (TUNS) and fondly too .... Neville

[Robert Trakofler]

Nev its not often I can see this so plainly but your write is evolving to something quite extraordinary lately. I'm not sure if this is a person of whom you refer or if this is about a poem you've sent into the air to take flight... doesn't matter cause if its an offspring or your words from your nurtures makings they both were reconstructed from your marks! the most beautiful teacups are the scarred ones in my book any day

[Neville]

this guy here could not wish for a more encouraging and heartwarming visit.. cheers Robert

[Pryde Foltz]

Such a delightful write. Letting those fledging go is both thrilled and terrifying. But few things are both so beautiful and powerful as seeing someone soar.

[Neville]

How write you are and how grateful I am for the visit and consideration of these words.. many thanks indeed.. Neville

[Fairy Khan]

Beautiful poem. Keep it up.

[Neville]

Why thank you kindly my friend... and All Good Things to you.... Neville

[Chris Shaw]

This is truly beautiful work Neville and on reading it I saw my own daughter. Premature and vulnerable, growing into a young woman with her red gold hair lengthy and lovely. Flawed, vulnerable, precious and without doubt a storm in a well chipped teacup. Up there with your best work.

Chris

[Neville]

My word, thank you Chris, how very kind.
Neville

[Einstein Noodle]

hmmmmmm hard to hold on to that one Nev ... reads like one of my daughters ;) so vulnerable and needy and then .... pow! right in the kisser .. she is just that "storm in a chipped tea cup" .. great line sir! of course this might be a soul mate, lover or even a friend .. but i am pretty sure its about me daughter.. actually both of them ... one just took a bit longer than the other ;)
E.

[Neville]

what a lovely note I just found here Gene.. thank you... daughters are indeed precious and I'm sure despite their own independent personalities and will .. their good old Pa will do everything to make sure they are safe, protected and feel loved... N

[Einstein Noodle]

we do our best eh!? all my kids are past thirty and are not in jail .. nor long term care .. nor trapped in some abusive relationship .. so i am a happy pappy ..enjoying the enrichment of me grand children ;)))))))))))))))))))))))

[Neville]

good to hear and lucky, lucky you .. I have no grandchildren yet.. but maybe one day.... Go Good & stay well my friend..

[lightsong]

at first I thought it was about a baby Angel, but then I saw the phoenix that will rise from her mistakes to grow and glow higher, she accepts her self as she is and keep on learning, from a girl into a grownup strong woman, somehow I feel this for a daughter, and if not this is perfect to read for her, beauuutiful and how beauuuutiful is "Mistress of Sky" title my dear N~

[Neville]

I am smiling again here my friend.. and will leave you to figure out why... :)

[lightsong]

and I do know why :)

[Patricia Wedel]

dear Neville... a tempest in a Teapot...
I will have mine in a chipped Cup where
Beauty once danced with the Beast who
discovered Tenderness from a Lady named
Belle who knew that Love is the Sunlight that falls
upon the devotion bestowed. truly, Pat

[Neville]

Aw gawsh.. Pat you got me coming on warm all over again.... N

[Patricia Wedel]

dear Neville...your poem is feathered with colors of a rainbow of a mistress of the skies who flies on scented wood smoke higher than mountains. I am
rocked in the dance of divinity. truly, Pat

[Neville]

................... a win win for sure... :)

[Patricia Wedel]

Love "smokey mountain high"... music...

[Coyote Poetry]

I liked the energy and the drive in the words Neville. The free birds must know open sky and freedom. Wonderful use of words.
Coyote

[Neville]

thank you kindly Coyote... Neville

[Coyote Poetry]

You are welcome Neville.

[Mrudula Rani]

The admiration in your poem for the young lady is absolutely exquisite and your hopes and foretellings are assured knowledge of her capacity, dear friend. This stunning poem is a boundless beauty.

[Neville]

long time no see my friend but must thank you for such an encouraging visit and review notes... hope you remain well .... Peace & All Good Things, Neville

[Mrudula Rani]

Minor health issues and lack of time are my excuses for my absence my friend. I hope you are well . Tudo de bom para te. Uma abraço.

[Neville]

So sorry to hear that M, get well soon if you have not yet already done so.... x