Tag: Nature

Modernismo

by Kerry Van Dorn | akervand, posted in Original Work, Poetry

I once had a dream.

I sprouted long beautiful wings.

I flapped them around in order to gain

The courage to spread them fully and

Fly myself away.

Finally, wind in my face

And happiness in my heart,

I began my journey to a new world.

But down on the cold ground

Tracking my movements

Reticle in place

A dark figure interceded.

I came tumbling down to earth

A searing pain in my left wing.

Unhurt save for one place,

Unable to run, unable to flee.

This dark figure, familiar,

Took its time cutting me down

Exactly to the shape it wants.

No more do I have my wings.

Left only with the memory

That I once had a dream.

written 8/9/2018

Defenseless Creature

by Kerry Van Dorn | akervand, posted in Original Work, Poetry

But I am a very defenseless creature (because I was a very timid, lost, defenseless child).

— Rilke

Many years removed and yet

It is as though it was just yesterday.

The child may grow up, but

Locked deep inside a fortress

Hidden away from the world today

The child lives looking outward

Observing the life his other half lives.

Somedays, this other half,

Whether through rushed hurriedness,

Or a deep desire for masochism

Leaves the fortress, unlocked, unguarded.

The child freed from his prison

If only for a few days, has full reign.

The other half, no longer in control.

Once again is transported, stuck

In that old, familiar state.

Alone, in a world, he does not

Cannot understand. Scared

Of what it means to be

Lost, timid and afraid.

The other half is defenseless

To withstand the strength

Of the child’s emotions let loose

With all his might, he steps forth

To grab the child by the hand

And lead him back to the safety of the fortress.

All the while knowing, he’ll get loose once again.

written – 11/7/2017

An old Lake

by Kerry Van Dorn | akervand, posted in Original Work, Poetry

Sparkles in the sun, a shimmer

Ripples in the lake’s current.

Three individual geese alight

Alone toward their separate destinations

Silent reflections gliding underneath

Their path determined by chance

For some consider life a game.

But Nature never deals favorites

Or at least she wants you to think.

written – 4/27/2023

Lavenders in the Breeze

by Kerry Van Dorn | akervand, posted in Original Work, Poetry

The fragrance of you
In my mind inescapable.
The wind carries you to me,
Lavenders in the breeze.
In an instant transported
Back against your chest
Arms wrapped around
The last time I truly felt
Contentment in who I am.
Left alone, no more lavender,
The dark doubts creep in
Whispering their words once more
You should not be.
But I am.
And I will continue to be
Because one day, once again,
The wind will bring you
Back to me.