granted Icarus' wings

and I flew far far away
high above my destiny’s path
soaring everywhere and nowhere
I lost love in a maze called life
entranced by the horizon’s blue
forgetting the stones below

granted Icarus’ wings, far below
I spied my life leading away
from the reflection of eyes too blue —
mine, yours — this labyrinth a dusty path
with dead ends, deceptions from life
I must stop somehow going nowhere

what is this enticement called nowhere?
beckoned from the airs, will I return below
forego the freedom of this wandering life?
its temptation must be sent away
though I am a happy follower of this path
looking deep in my soul’s eyes, so blue

today I question this troubled blue
answers alone lead me nowhere
I must accept to follow their path
be it still here in the air, or to adventure below
I must risk being carried farther away
questing my fulfillment in life

to meditate upon loving life
meandering here in the skies of blue
lost in thought leads me forward and away
to new heights, to an imprecise nowhere
that can only be below
on the gentle slope of this path

I feel the familiar pull of this homeward path
discontented by so many other passages in life
a day’s airborne liberty… and from below
pleading eyes of the fairest of blue
summon my return from that nowhere
to dream, never to escape so far away

as I lay in your arms, below me, your eyes so blue
whisper of life, so welcome from misery’s nowhere
the path back to your love, never too far away.




granted Icarus’ wings
[2007.11.3…d]
A Sestina for Kansas Poet’s March Contest
Awarded Honorable Mention