I've Remembered How To Fly

I've Remembered How To Fly

A Poem by Kristin Lee
"

Feeling the spirit lift.

"

Climbing giant boulders

With shoes clutched in one hand,

 Bare feet dig for greedy purchase into rough land

This thrill is nothing short

Of delirious

Sweet release.

 

With each bold step

Course grains of ocean kissed sand

Scrub madly between my toes

Erasing the past

While salt tinged winds fill desperate lungs

I surrender

I’m home at last.

 

On this perfect precipice

Basking in a stolen moment of content

Even if I were to fall…

My body would never reach the ground

For here by the ocean,

My beautiful ocean

I’ve remembered how to fly.

 

© 2013 Kristin Lee


Author's Note

Kristin Lee
Thanks for reading. Reviews always welcome.

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Your photography is amazing! You take such lovely pictures.

A beautiful description of the place you love. It flows really well, and is written superbly!

~ Noodle.

Posted 7 Years Ago


I've read your words on this theme before, but this time I think you succeeded in capturing the idea better than you have before. Sand, surf, skin and wind all can be felt like the words you fashion together beautifully about the renewed feelings home can bring, refreshed like a deep breath of the ocean air. Good one Kristin.

Posted 7 Years Ago


Kristin Lee

7 Years Ago

Thanks so much Astro :) This theme is as much a part of me as darkness. Though I'm finding I like .. read more
Astro

7 Years Ago

It's just evidence of the power one candle light can have against what seems to be an infinite amoun.. read more
I love the concept of conquering the nearly unconquerable in this piece. You climb, toil, slip, but keep climbing, until you stand at the top of it all, looking out over the beauty of what you have accomplished. There is joy in this piece, and emotional metamorphosis is taking hold in my own mind after this reading. Well done!

Posted 7 Years Ago


Kristin Lee

7 Years Ago

Definitely joy. The ocean brings me peace. Even though I was there for a funeral, just being there.. read more
This is very well articulated written piece of epic porportions. A riveting write and read as well. Great work. :)

Posted 7 Years Ago


Kristin Lee

7 Years Ago

Thanks so much for the very kind words!
This is truly gorgeous, Kristin. Your sensory description is amazing, and your sheer joy at imagining the ocean comes through loud and clear. Wonderful!

Posted 7 Years Ago


Kristin Lee

7 Years Ago

Thank you so much Rita. Every time I get to be at the beach its like Christmas for me :)
A simply beautiful depiction of the place you love set down in a flowing and delicious poem Kirstin

Posted 7 Years Ago


Kristin Lee

7 Years Ago

Thanks so much John :)
Very beautiful Kirstin. Isn't it wonderful what the ocean does to people, especially when you have been away from it for so long? Very nicely done.

Posted 7 Years Ago


Kristin Lee

7 Years Ago

Thanks Jack. It really is. I love ocean, it's where my heart truly lies.
Jack...

7 Years Ago

And I meant Kristin. :) You are welcome my friend. Have you heard anything from Lori?
"Basking in a stolen moment of content

Even if I were to fall…

My body would never reach the ground

For here by the ocean,

My beautiful ocean

I’ve remembered how to fly."
A lot of positivism in this write along with remembering our strength points in life like the ability to fly and soar above and beyond the past or the current present calamities . The sweet surrender will cause that sweet release of the self...Thank you for sharing this great write...:)

Posted 7 Years Ago


Kristin Lee

7 Years Ago

Thanks Sami. The ocean does that for me. It's the boost in spirits that nothing else can bring.
Sami Khalil

7 Years Ago

I love it too...You are welcome...:)

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Tags: rock climbing, ocean, sand, earasing the past, flying

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Kristin Lee
Kristin Lee

Portland, OR



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