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The Fall of Icarus
‘Twas just a simple ball of string—
The gift given that riled the king…
Eyes ablaze, watching in vexation
The damning of father’s creation.
Minotaur dead, labyrinth flawed—
Stood he, in shame, believed a fraud…
Scourge of Minos falling to us,
I, and my father, Daedalus.
Where landed we on this damned isle,
To march ever our endless mile.
Alas, a prison we would share
Towards destiny fraught with despair.
Our gifts turned curse—our smiles to woe,
No measure of the pain we’d forego.
Standing next each other, each alone,
Br dreamer’s eye, or windswept drone.
When just a simple something said
Set forth tumblers in fathers head,
In mind, longing to prove of worth…
(That feeling absent from his birth).
And as the night around us stormed,
These wings of wax my father formed
Brought my vision that timid spark,
Unknown for years spent in the dark.
Indeed, it was a hope yet stirred,
Measured beyond all human word…
As dad warned me of sun and sea
And all serving to undo me.
Now, maybe I heard, maybe not.
Maybe Fate just finally caught
Up to the man I longed to be
In skies from which I now fall free.
Still, as I flap, still as I flail
For flight no longer to avail;
Screaming up at dizzying pace
Alas, I recognize her face…
Life’s condemnation all about me—
The world better off without me…
I finally see the cost of dreaming—
Of all I and my father’s scheming.
…For all we longed to help, or hold.
…For all those years, alone and cold.
…For standing on our dignity,
While drawing the world’s enmity.
…For staring at the sun in wonder,
Her one hope held now rent asunder;
Where but father’s stricken eyes see
The fate beholden unto me…
The splash unheard—the thoughts unshared…
The gleam in eye—the hope I dared
To set my sights on as I soared,
Forever lost as my reward.
As unnoticed in your celebration,
Pass I, to eternal damnation.
‘Twas so simple, I should have known
The dream would die with me, alone!
Michael Anderson
Published 23rd Jun 2015
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25th Jun 2015 00:49am
Ahh Son(Sun) of the the Labryrinth maker.. still adore this felled hubris & the "Goddz" we all get tossed from at some point..
(ending complacency, so thot, but in feeling?/never).
One of my favs of legend(soo many variances-
& you covered many)
also.. one-a my favs of you,
call me partial, cuz I am.
"or windswept drone" <~~ word flavor!
"Unknown for years spent in the dark."
~hence the damned draw of Sun, *effective.
luvz on you, my baby!
~T
(ending complacency, so thot, but in feeling?/never).
One of my favs of legend(soo many variances-
& you covered many)
also.. one-a my favs of you,
call me partial, cuz I am.
"or windswept drone" <~~ word flavor!
"Unknown for years spent in the dark."
~hence the damned draw of Sun, *effective.
luvz on you, my baby!
~T
25th Jun 2015 10:47pm
Thank you love. Always thought of Icarus as the overwhelming favorite in suffering for the "sins of the father." It was his own eyes, and ambitions alas that condemned him utterly however, looking beyond all warning to what drew him to his death. Will always be a mythological fav of mine as well. Thank you for reading, sweets.
Michael
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