where the soul takes flight
like Wendy trusting Peter
exiting into night
There freedom finds the writer
and not so holy ghost
upon a course of travel –
qualified as quest; And the
Percival you thought you were
comes face to face
no less -
with a clock – in a crock -
in a place called
Neverland at best
The Grail so coveted
so lost -
a piece of gold
a cup unfilled –
Stands silently
on a Captains plank
unreachable by hook alone -
unthinkable except by heart –
That first
believed in the words -
placed on the paper from the start
bkmackenzie
copyrighted 2008
Posted for the Poetry Pantry at Poets United
Clever, BKM. Reminds me of my Tinkerbelle poem written not long ago... but yours is much more serious. Well done!
ReplyDeleteI like the illusions to the story of Peter Pan and the thought of words opening windows. Admittedly I don't know anything about Perceal and will have to check that out.
ReplyDeleteAn awesome piece of writing! Wonderfully written!
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Thanks Diane, Mary and Weasel....Mary, Percival is the the tales of the Quest for the Holy Grail..and here that grail is recognition as a writer....blessings...bkm
ReplyDeletenice that you tied this to the pan and neverland as that is how i often feel when writing...transported myself and reaching back to take the reader with me...
ReplyDeleteThat Grail is illusive indeed, fleeting, at the least. I think I have found it just to get words on the paper sometimes. This is a well written piece of poetry, an insightful take on writing in my mind.
ReplyDeleteCheers!
words take flight
ReplyDeletefancy free
very lovely~!
"Exiting into night" - great line. Good rhythm and metre. Nicely done.
ReplyDelete...There freedom finds the writer
ReplyDeleteand not so holy ghost
upon a course of travel –
qualified as quest...
...words do tend to do that don't they? Nice write.
Very nice, BKM. This piece teased and delighted with images of Peter Pan interwoven with the writing process. I love it. Thanks for sharing.
ReplyDelete~Brenda
Stands silently
ReplyDeleteon a Captains plank
unreachable by hook alone -
unthinkable except by heart –
beautiful flow...
what a beautiful piece! indeed it is pure bliss when "freedom finds the writer"... way to go, bkm!
ReplyDeleteNice flow to overall piece and I especially love that first line
ReplyDelete"Words opening windows
where the soul takes flight"
- Dina
Why do I feel poets and Neverland go together so well? lol :)
ReplyDeleteLovely piece of writing. Very well written.
ReplyDelete'That first
believed in the words -
placed on the paper from the start'
Nice lines. :-)
Your poetry and words always amaze and inspire me! :-)
ReplyDeleteVery clever, and lovely. I like the photo, too!
ReplyDeleteWonderfully written, thank for sharing^^~!
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