Wings

Wings

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This is wonderful Davy, a blank canvas for a poet or anyone who can ‘see’ to fling open doors and let imagination & intellect loose, I’ll be discussing this with Jim p.m !

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    Thanks Nigel and I hope Jim likes it too. I am pleased with your comment and feedback as with the shorter poems I like people to take them away and interpret them how they will. It is great, as a writer, to see the many different views and sometimes a viewpoint that you didn’t think of when writing the poetry.

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Beautiful image and poem Davy. To me it does in a few poignant words
describe the birth of a woman/man from the child.
To let them fly. Feeling the loss of the child.
miriam

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    Thank you Miriam, your kind words mean a lot to me and there is all that you speak of in the poem. There are two perspectives in there, one of the experience of growing up and one as a parent of a child leaving.

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Beautifully evocative beautifully poignant!

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tears are like pearls, especially by a mother for a child, no matter the reason or situation. i like the image paired with your words, like beckoning or welcoming something but somewhat hesitantly. something new must seem scary in a way.

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    Thank you Gina and that is a beautiful way to sum up the poem and image. I think someone leaving the family nest creates fear in many ways, but there are always guiding hands to help along the way. I appreciate you taking time out to read and comment on the poem Gina.

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Letting go, to let them ‘fly’. Poignant but complete with both regret and hope.

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As always, you string together words to form emotions that tug at my heart. It’s easy to recall those first ties of the metaphorical umbilical cord that breaks away as our babies find their independence. Especially relevant to me this month. My youngest son turned 29 this November and I cannot believe it. I remember crying uncontrollably as he left for college. This month he flew back for Thanksgiving to visit before returning to Atlanta on his movie set as an assistant director. He showed me the sign where he now has his own parking spot labeled with his name and title. As he left yesterday, I wondered when exactly did my little boy become a man? Thanks for bringing all those feelings to clarity with your beautiful poetry.

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    A pleasure and thank you for sharing your personal and lovely story Lesley. It is nice to see your son doing so well and you must be very proud. My daughter flew the nest for University in September and I experienced the feelings my parents felt when I left home at 16 to work in the USA. It felt like the completing of a circle.

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Wow…I’m consistently moved by your choice of words and the images they create. As a mom, this is a poem that truly resonates. Bravo!

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Absolutely beautiful and poignant, Davy!
It makes me think of that year when my youngest bird left for college and my nest became empty. But, I am so glad my birds flew on to wonderful adventures and lives as adults. πŸ™‚
Your haiku and photo remind me of the saying about giving our children two gifts…roots and wings. πŸ™‚
HUGS!!! πŸ™‚

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The first letting go is the hardest, pulls at the heart strings. The second a little harder, by the third there is a little skip to your step. As long as they always come back . Children are never far from your heart.

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Beautiful poem and excellent in the way you give the reader the opportunity to use their imagination.

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