Icarus (poem)

flying high

i am over my head in air

the sky is brighter

above the clouds

and i don’t seem to care

i’d like to get nearer the sun

if i could

if i could but touch that sphere

but i forget my wings are wax

i forget i’m floating on air

i know i’ve never been this high

though height is a constant fear

but sinking to the depths below

is nothing new to me

what is it then i fear the most?

the light may pierce my eyes

long accustomed to my dark cell

but freedom is the sweetest yet

when you’ve been chained in dark despair

and so i fly higher and hope

the seabed is soft enough

to catch my fall.


© Cindy Lapeña, 2012


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