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NaPoWriMo 10.04.12 Meets OpenLinkNight

Truly hope that the wonderful photographer Tracey Grumbach doesn't mind me stealing a little more inspiration from the awesome prompt provided by Brian Miller at Saturday's Poetics...and hope our wonderful host for this evenings festivities doesn't mind me carrying over that poetic flow to OpenLinkNight. A fave pen wielder, Mr. Joe Hesch will be manning the bar, and poetry will be on tap! Join us at 3pmEST over at dVersePoets when Joe will be swinging the doors wide in welcome!


Tracey Grumbach Photo
Touch the Sky


Why is it, if one decides to change the course of their life
though it has only been half lived
they meet with resistance?

Why is it, we reach certain milestones
and some remain content
to stop dreaming?

I want to play with finger paints
and fashion rainbows where skies are blank.
I want to dance the ledge
in defiance of these man-made barriers we impose.

If I had wings to fly
I would do more than touch the sky...
I would make my nest in a cloud
and dream of spun sugar defenses...

While people my own age
shake their heads
and go about their 9 to 5

I will not let myself...
that little piece of me
be chewed up and devoured
in the name of growing up.

I know where the dragons hide,
and I confess I do have wings.


Thanks to Brian Miller for the inspiration...loved his piece Dragons...and Other Things We Forget...check it out!

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Claudia said…
ha nice..love me some finger paints..and if you tell me where the dragons hide..i'm on my way for a ride on their wings...ha...i hate growing up...and my kids say i didn't -- but guess that's not too bad...smiles
April 10, 2012 at 1:11 PM
Brian Miller said…
i love that stanza that starts with fingerpaints...and that is exactly what i do...haha...and yes, it was fizban...and dragons, yeah i know them too...fly on poet...resistance or otherwise...
April 10, 2012 at 2:16 PM
Buddah Moskowitz said…
So, fly baby fly! I loved this.
April 10, 2012 at 2:45 PM
Mary said…
I agree. I think at any age one can re-invent oneself, change direction, climb mountains, and even give oneself permission to FLY!
April 10, 2012 at 4:33 PM
ayala said…
Good to have wings and good to have the child in us live forever.
April 10, 2012 at 4:54 PM
Gwen Dubeau said…
Very nice. Life is here and gone to quickly, sail every raindow and touch every sky..be happy and know why!
April 10, 2012 at 4:55 PM
Uneven Stephen said…
Fantastic write to a great photo. That third stanza is outstanding! I especially enjoy the lines: "I want to play with finger paints
and fashion rainbows where skies are blank."

And that ending is perfect.
April 10, 2012 at 5:12 PM
mrs mediocrity said…
this is the way i try to live my life. it isn't always easy, but yes, when you have wings, you are halfway there... this is wonderful.
April 10, 2012 at 5:40 PM
Aaron Kent said…
Love the last two lines! This is a wonderful poem, makes me proud to keep the child in me alive.

Maybe one day I will hide with those dragons.
April 10, 2012 at 5:49 PM
Anonymous said…
Got to hold on to the innocence! :) The will to stay young and done so well, beautiful write, warming :)
April 10, 2012 at 5:55 PM
signed...bkm said…
I know where the dragons fly....love the edge of this ...time to fly....bkm
April 10, 2012 at 5:56 PM
Louise said…
Hah! I love those last two lines! People don't like change but life is for living! Much enjoyed the read, Natasha :)
April 10, 2012 at 6:09 PM
Anonymous said…
Ah I live this !! Always felt that way and this is the first I've seen it captured in a poem. Love it!
April 10, 2012 at 6:20 PM
Audrey Howitt aka Divalounger said…
A reminder that we should all fly! Beautifully done!
April 10, 2012 at 6:21 PM
Adura Ojo said…
64 million dollar questions, each of them. and well framed too. Particularly loved the first two stanzas.
April 10, 2012 at 6:30 PM
chris said…
So unfortunate that most people forget where the dragons hide. Keep flying!
April 10, 2012 at 6:44 PM
Anonymous said…
OMG, take it home. this was awesome, you have left me inspired by your writing today. #Ihreatu'rpoem
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April 10, 2012 at 6:47 PM
Unknown said…
I gave up for a while, now Im back and do what I feel, ahhh who cares hey, its only fun and make-believe
April 10, 2012 at 7:19 PM
poemblaze said…
The ending is perfect!
April 10, 2012 at 7:33 PM
Unknown said…
Love the lines:
dreams of spun sugar defense
and
I will not let myself...
that little piece of me
be chewed up and devoured
in the name of growing up.

I love this poem... fly sweet one, fly!
April 10, 2012 at 7:58 PM
Unknown said…
Strong piece Tash, love the theme of staying true to yourself. Very nicely penned. Thanks
April 10, 2012 at 8:00 PM
Anonymous said…
Totallly get this Tash- in fact I get it every day...I hate being sucked into the adult world....so complicated- well....not comlplicated- just full of bullshit and ridiculousness!!!... For me this poem conjures up a feel of excitement that I not wish could be bottled - and never- ever- hang up those wings!
April 10, 2012 at 8:15 PM
Linda Kruschke said…
Tash, I love this poem! I love the spirit of ever-dreaming. We must meet the resistance to change and dreaming with strength and stubborness to carry on with the dream. Peace, Linda
April 10, 2012 at 8:37 PM
theborgpoet said…
Awesome write Tash! I too have wings, dragon scales and all.
Never subscribe to 9-5!

PS (Like your banner!! The power!)
April 10, 2012 at 9:12 PM
Victoria said…
Tash, I love, love, love it!!! I don't suppose you'd like to come over and play. I have the paints!
April 10, 2012 at 9:19 PM
hedgewitch said…
Fly on, baby, fly on--don't ever let em take your wings away.
April 10, 2012 at 10:24 PM
Henry Clemmons said…
Excellent last two lines, and I wish the world of finger painting. Such a freedom and innocence. Enjoyed this much!
April 10, 2012 at 10:57 PM
Anonymous said…
so many of us wish we could fly...

messy little girl
April 10, 2012 at 11:41 PM
Anonymous said…
You always have such marvelous energy! Enjoy the ride!

K.
April 10, 2012 at 11:42 PM
Semaphore said…
An unexpected, but uniquely well-thought out, response to the picture. And what a response! An underlining of self-determination, of being in control - no matter what - of the destiny that lies before us; and a reminder that, whatever happens, we can fly.
April 11, 2012 at 12:57 AM
Anonymous said…
Tash, such pertinent questions to start with and shy not touch the sky. We should live our lives with the innocence and curiosity of children. There are too many barriers and boxes we are placed in. I must break free....:)
April 11, 2012 at 3:57 AM
jackie dick said…
O, I loved this write, Tash! Fly, honey...and never let anything stop you, especially if you know where those dragons are!
April 11, 2012 at 3:57 AM
James Rainsford said…
A poem full o9f hope and affirmation.
Live your dreams Natasha. This is not a rehearsal.
April 11, 2012 at 7:10 AM
Steve King said…
Natasha,
Wings, indeed. The words soar here!
April 11, 2012 at 8:56 AM
Wolfsrosebud said…
exactly why I love spending time with my grand daughter... we can go anywhere and are better for it
April 11, 2012 at 9:50 AM
S.M. Abeles said…
Soar, beautiful bird.
April 11, 2012 at 10:03 AM
Anonymous said…
I want to dance the ledge

What a great image, and I agree with Claudia, if you know where the dragons live I'd love to know. I've got some beautiful shiny things I'd be willing to trade for a day in their midst :).
April 11, 2012 at 11:13 AM
Frank Watson said…
This is one I can definitely identify with, as can probably a lot of your readers. Probably one reason many of us took up poetry. I have felt a creative explosion in the last couple years after spending my time since college forgetting about my dreams.
April 11, 2012 at 6:14 PM
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