Amelia

I was watching a documentary on Amelia Earhart and this popped into my head.

Amelia

I want to fly in a plane

With a propellor cranked by hand

To sail the skies with nothing

Covering my head and

Find in flight a way back

A time more simple and evocative

Than the disarray of now

 

I want to ride the currents

Of the night among the diamond

Pathways glittering and strange

So familiar they are like

Backroads of velvet and silver

Always leading home

 

I want to roar through mist

And taste lightning as it dances

From clouds to my outstretched

Fingertips a shivering cocktail

Of elements converging as

My wings dip and greet the storm

 

I want to set my pace between

The heavens in a

Twist that echoes

Somewhere beyond what is known

Where others wait to hear a call

Both instant and far away

 

And then I want to fall to earth

To the stars in the eyes of

Someone who waits not with arms

Open but with a heart that sees

The in between

The places where I soar and seek

 

And know that I am coming home

To stay

 

-Zoe Richardson 

Reviews

[Coyote Poetry]

Dear Zoe, the poem is so amazing, so good. I understand the need in the words. We need to be able to fly, swim in the deepest sea and be brave. I loved the complete poem. Thank you for sharing the amazing poetry and your thoughts.
Coyote

[Zoe Richardson]

Yes! It's about seeking our dreams, and not being held back by someone who doesn't have our best interests in mind! Thank you for reading and sharing your thoughts. It means so much!

[Coyote Poetry]

I liked this poem dear Zoe and you are welcome.

[Tina]

Lovely poem , amelia was a free and Daring soul. I love the feeling of flying in dreams

[Zoe Richardson]

Thank you so much for your kind words. And for taking the time to read my work!

[Tina]

Your welcome

[Shelley Warner]

That was a lovely and descriptive poem. I like the beginning when you want to fly and find a time more simple than the disarray of now. I watched an Osprey webcam one time and thought about the disarray of now below. I'll have to find my poem about it and post it. I also like the ending when you want to fall back to earth in the arms of someone who understands

[Shelley Warner]

Oh I did post my poem about the Osprey nest high above a troubled world. It's entitled "A Safe Place" (though it's not always safe either but it seemed safe the day I wrote about it).

[Zoe Richardson]

Thank you so much! It is important to chase our dreams and not let anyone hold us back. To find someone who understands that is a rare gift.