Dream Catchers
By Sarah Walker
All those children,
those teenagers,
those grownups,
raise your head towards the sky.
Scream to the Gods,
towards the stars,
towards the impossible.
and give them a backwards peace sign.
Smirk and act as if you don't care.
Drag your feet,
claw fingermarks into the dirt,
be as vulgar as any proud sailor.
Laugh at other's frustration,
place a shadow in front of your own.
Pause,
shrug,
and move on.
and cackle at the crowd's cringe.
Then stop,
open your hand - palm facing upwards,
and catch the invisible,
the improbable,
Don't open.
I repeat:
Do.
Not.
Open.
Your.
Palm.
Hold your breath
the bottom of the sea.
Land,
turn 360 degrees,
breathe.
Swat away the curious fish
and close your eyes.
Open them.
A hitch in your breath,
reach out and caress the stone
Pull back,
fly back,
hit the ground that suddenly appeared.
Heat,
almost unbearable - but still durable.
Sit up,
look towards the sunrise
Smile,
laugh,
raise your head towards the sky.
Send up a silent thank you.
Finally, gratefully,
open your hand.
Sarah, I was thinking again today about your poem here. The way you have reached out with your words to other mediums... does interesting work for poetry... which, I think, is supposed to make us reach out metaphorically to other ideas... so interesting the way your links make that tactile and still subtle.... texts in the texts...
ReplyDeleteI loved how this is so well put. It's so deep yet so simple. It definitely made me visualize what you were saying.
ReplyDeleteThis was an amazing poem. I felt each of the things described that was very interesting. I really liked how you used all the different visual images to convey an idea. What I pulled out of this was just to live and don't take life so seriously all the time.
ReplyDeleteI really liked this poem; I loved how positive it was and made me feel. I thought it was really well written and definitely made me think about life and how short it can seem- how we should not let ourselves get down- keep moving forward.
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