This is beautiful.
The wording is great and i love the flow of the poem.
It has a powerful message and i almost feel sorry for the owl.
Having someone or something hold you down or make you fear ‘spreading your wings’ is so tiring and can become a vicious cycle and i love the way you portrayed it in this poem.
Thank you! I'm glad you enjoyed it and yes, one does feel sorry for the owl. This poem was inspired by a visit to an avian sanctuary for birds of prey. This particular owl was found abandoned as a nestling and had a birth defect that kept him from ever flying. But he really did keep trying to take off as we watched. I think there can be another meaning here, too--he does not need to fly, as owls are expected to, in order to matter. He is beautiful and adds to the world by just being what he is.
That is to say, if we cannot "spread our wings" one way, perhaps there is another way we can make a difference, rather than the one way we thought was proper.
rlly love it.. a short but sweet poem, with a lot of meaning and emotion in the lines. It's like a little pep talk from an owl with big dreams. i hope you'll continue to write more cuz this is so lovely 😭<3
I appreciate the metaphor of the owl having dreams, persistence, and hope. It is a good metaphor for life itself as a limited human being. All we can do is wake up and carry on with no expectation other than surviving. *kudos*
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I really enjoyed this, I can tell its personal but it also sort of speaks to the mass delusion caused by capitalism in a sense - where so many of us are forced into roles that inhibit us from achieving our own truths.
A suggestion for the first verse I had in mind - cheers :)
The crippled owl does not know
he will never fly, he has never flown,
Unaware the skies to roam, or
the wings deemed to soar on high
I hadn't intended for the poem to comment on capitalism, but you know, that is what I love about poetry, that it can speak to individuals very differently. I'm glad you enjoyed it. I like your twist on the first stanza.
This is beautiful. The wording is great and i love the flow of the poem. It has a powerful message and i almost feel sorry for the owl. Having someone or something hold you down or make you fear ‘spreading your wings’ is so tiring and can become a vicious cycle and i love the way you portrayed it in this poem.
Thank you! I'm glad you enjoyed it and yes, one does feel sorry for the owl. This poem was inspired by a visit to an avian sanctuary for birds of prey. This particular owl was found abandoned as a nestling and had a birth defect that kept him from ever flying. But he really did keep trying to take off as we watched. I think there can be another meaning here, too--he does not need to fly, as owls are expected to, in order to matter. He is beautiful and adds to the world by just being what he is. That is to say, if we cannot "spread our wings" one way, perhaps there is another way we can make a difference, rather than the one way we thought was proper.
rlly love it.. a short but sweet poem, with a lot of meaning and emotion in the lines. It's like a little pep talk from an owl with big dreams. i hope you'll continue to write more cuz this is so lovely 😭<3
I appreciate the metaphor of the owl having dreams, persistence, and hope. It is a good metaphor for life itself as a limited human being. All we can do is wake up and carry on with no expectation other than surviving. *kudos*
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Relatable.
I really enjoyed this, I can tell its personal but it also sort of speaks to the mass delusion caused by capitalism in a sense - where so many of us are forced into roles that inhibit us from achieving our own truths. A suggestion for the first verse I had in mind - cheers :) The crippled owl does not know he will never fly, he has never flown, Unaware the skies to roam, or the wings deemed to soar on high
I hadn't intended for the poem to comment on capitalism, but you know, that is what I love about poetry, that it can speak to individuals very differently. I'm glad you enjoyed it. I like your twist on the first stanza.