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Flight of the Kite

I cannot lie – I took this idea from a fellow poet as I loved the shape of some of her poems. Thank you for the inspiration, Kim from Writing In North Norfolk.

This is it in word format because my mobile formatting makes a mess of it..

Flight of the Kite

 

                                                              A

                                                            Kite

                                                       Flying High

                                                 Soaring in clouds

                                          A break in the blue sky

                                       Silently diving and swooping

                                     Tension on line, a dead stillness

                               Settling, its rhythm gentle, smooth,

                            Bobbing at the end of the line, just waits,

                        A pull, a twist of the wrist, send it diving low,

                          A wrist flick, a jerk, paint the sky with loops,

                            Repeat, making patterns, response fast,

                               Buzz from the line, hearing the winds,

                                  Slow the descent, landing begins,

                                     Gently, to grass, let it rest now,

                                          Its flight over, now ended,

                                             A long tail follows lazily,

                                                    Fluttering, it falls,

                                                      Flight doomed

                                                              Now folds,

                                                             Into

                                                               Its

                                                           Holdall.

                                                            Day Over

                                                                  A

                                                                    N

                                                                      O

                                                                        T

                                                                          H

                                                                            E

                                                                              R

                                                                                 *

                                                                                    W

                                                                                        I

                                                                                         L

                                                                                            L

                                                                                              *

                                                                                                 C

                                                                                                    O

                                                                                                        M

                                                                                                              E

                                                                                                                 *

                                                                                                                      S

                                                                                                                        O

                                                                                                                           O

                                                                                                                               N

                                                                                                                           **

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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Remember

Remember, now, the laughter,
As we ran down to the sea,
Remember how we rolled down hills,
How carefree, then, we used to be.
***
Remember, now, the children,
How much love we had to give,
Remember, they still need your love,
There’s so much life you’ve yet to live.
***
Remember when you told me,
Forever, we would be,
Remember how we promised, then,
It would just be you and me.
***
Remember, now that life has changed,
I’ve had to leave too soon,
Remember, when you’re searching,
I’m the twinkle just beyond the moon.
***

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Heaven’s Door

The time has come for me to leave,

I had to go away,

I feel your strength, to let me go,

I could not last another day.

***

I want you to remember,

To feel me by your side,

To know that though you can’t see me,

I’ll wander far and wide.

***

I’ll come and visit often,

Will watch you as you sleep,

Will hold your hand when times are tough,

Brush away the tears you weep.

***

And when you’re good and ready,

To face what lies beyond,

I’ll leave you to resume your life,

I will not linger on.

***

You’ll laugh aloud with someone new,

And know it will please me,

To see that you are moving on,

Heaven’s door will open to receive me.

***

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Life’s Worth?

When kindness is mistaken for weakness,

When faced with a choice at your door,

When sadness comes knocking, the ones you must face,

Are those you thought worth living for.

***

You’ve given your all, when you were so alone,

Faced up to the wolf before death,

Foresaken so much just to clothe them and feed,

You’d offer your very last breath.

***

But with cards on the table, however they fall,

And given the chance to make right,

They’ve risen above all that paved them their way,

Uncaring, they’ll bid you goodnight.

***

You’re no more than some words which are written,

Across greetings cards, now, when they come,

No meaning, not heartfelt, out of habit inscribed,

The feeling less deep than is numb.

***

So when all’s been and gone your job’s done now,

The choices they make are their own,

You’ve done but your best, yet it’s not good enough,

For in the end, you’re always alone.

***

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Kite

We do love a kite in our family.

writing in north norfolk

caught by the wind
entangled in a kite’s tail
a child’s laughter

Kim M. Russell, 5th April 2019

Related imageImage found on Wikipedia

My response to Carpe Diem #1641 a modern kigo: Kite

In a new episode, we have another modern kigo from Jane Reichhold’s Dictionary of Haiku.

watercolor class
the painted blue sky
becomes a kite

flying a kite
gulls above the beach stare
at the old couple

Jane Reichhold

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