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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Sonnet III (poem)


a quivering deep within myself i feel

this mortal coil that strives to reach the stars

and slowly like the sweet shy bud in spring

sipping dew of heav’nly sweet nectar

unfurling petals of the brightest hue

and bathing in the radiant rays of Ra

soft, trembling with delight unmet by far

by any creature sharing mortal breath

more full yet than the halls in Zeus’ abode

of Pan’s enchanting tunes or bard’s sweet rhymes

outpourings of entrancing harmonies

fill earth and heavens with the sweetest songs.

and as the helpless bud i can but wait

till lover true doth save me from my fate.