Sack the sat nav
Magnetic resonances
Emanations from the core
Flock across the horizon
Free from the pull of earth
Wheel through the stratosphere
Spiralling ever higher, ever higher
Skimming the magnetosphere
Falling, falling, free-fall
Homeward bound
Ever homeward bound
Like a compass seeking true north
Like a pigeon to it's roost
Homing instinct
Homing in on you
Sack the sat nav
Sack the map
You are mapped
In the stars
Across the heavens
Ever
Always
True north of me
Destiny
Thanks once again Jeff and pleased you liked the predestiny of it all!
Moira
Hi Moira, really enjoyed this (enjoyed others too, but just catching up with last two weeks blogs! - this is my favourite), love the analogy of the sat nav and dumping it cos everthing ,apped out, nice one Jeff
Pete!
Thanks for your comment and glad you enjoyed the title too! A world and a half Pete, and then some!
Pete Crompton
Sun 7th Sep 2008 18:47
Great poem, I especially like the title, it implies something else but as the poem unfolds we are shown a whole new world
Thanks for the feedback Ieuan, fab celtic name!
Dizzying yes, dizzying as the entire experience of 'falling..'
I'm off to read you now and looking forward to it.
Be cool,
Moira
Ieuan Cilgwri
Sun 7th Sep 2008 13:43
I loved this, soaring poem (no pun intended) and some really cool metaphors. I felt a bit dizzy after reading it though :)
Hi Zuzanna,
High praise indeed and many, many thanks. I am looking forward to immersing myself in some more of your magical and mysterious journeys into mythical wordscapes. You are a wonderfully vital part of this very special writing community.
very best,
Moira
<Deleted User> (4281)
Sat 6th Sep 2008 18:37
Hello Moira
Your poem is beautiful! The metaphoric lines are superb. It is mysterious and dreamy and at the same time excellent and creative wraps about DESTINY... Loved to read your write-Awesome!
Thank you,
Zuzanna
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<Deleted User> (5466)
Tue 9th Sep 2008 10:12
A gift of poem Moira!
Wilderness eyes!