it flew to you

I loosed my heart once
in a second of pure impulse,
opened the cage of my chest
& it flew to perch
on your shoulder,
all the while singing.

When you left
it went with you,
made a nest
in your beard
& months later
finally returned home
in unwilling migration
to quietly pulse your memory
through my veins.

 

***sharing this with the folks over at dVerse, because I love the bird imagery.

About Susan L Daniels

I am a firm believer that politics are personal, that faith is expressed through action, and that life is something that must be loved and lived authentically--or why bother with any of it?
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53 Responses to it flew to you

  1. I am always correcting loose and lose in the course of my day job, so much so that I had to type loosing 3 times in the title without changing it to losing 🙂

    • I think it would also work if it’s written as:

      “I lost my heart once” ~ I can’t see the “looseness” as the person just left ~

      I like the imagery of the bird in your words ~

      Happy day to you ~

      • Thank you 🙂

        I did choose “loosed” as it implies I freed it to go where it would, as opposed to misplacing it somewhere (like I always do my car keys). So, “freed” would work here too–have not decided what to change it to yet, if anything. As always, thanks for any input you feel like sharing 🙂

        Please keep ’em coming 🙂

  2. George Ellington says:

    And yet you still long to fuse “this broken thing” into one again. Such sweet hopefulness. May it bring you blessings, Susan.

    • Thanks George (2 different situations, 20 years apart) 🙂

      • George Ellington says:

        Ah, makes more sense that way. I’m obviously thinking too linearly.

        • Ah, there is a bit here that is linear–the poem about those long walks written yesterday brought this one out today–so linear in memory (but how would you guys know that, not being inside my head–which obviously is a very crowded place right now, with all the resurfacing memory elbowing its way in.

          • George Ellington says:

            Does sound a bit crowded in there. And certainly some memories would be better if swept out. If at all possible. Then again, there are others that are a joy to rediscover.

  3. This is simply beautiful, if a poem that describes the joys of giving and the pains we feel when love goes as beautiful !

  4. Jeremy Nathan Marks says:

    You are on fire today. This is fabulous.

    • Thank you Jeremy–I loved the idea of a heart flying out of one’s chest, and thought about that for 60 seconds, and this came out! Had to go with it 🙂

  5. doncarroll says:

    nice concept here. it depends on how one looks at it. i’m going to go the easy route on this one. one could see that one had somebody and then they left and then returned once one found out that what they had was better than what they went after. again this can also be attributed to the muse.

  6. coffeehousejunkie says:

    The image of a nest in a beard and the “unwilling migration” is what makes the poem for me.

  7. Timoteo says:

    I really like this, Susan, and it reminded me of that limerick by Edward Lear:

    There was an old man with a beard
    Who said “It is just as I feared”
    Two owls and a hen
    Four larks and a wren
    Have all made their nest in my beard

    As one with a beard, I must constantly keep checking for such nesters–and if I find anyone’s heart in there, I will likely keep it!

  8. Louise says:

    Lovely poem…..love does feels like that, daring to let your heart show….nice writing 🙂

  9. Amazing imagery here.

    Very nice work.

  10. Ruth says:

    I find this incredibly beautiful, to read and read again… wonderful images

  11. brian miller says:

    the bird imagery works really well in it…the unwilling migration of its return carries a lot of emotion as well….for me the singing on its return after the other had left would surely drive me crazy…smiles.

  12. 1emeraldcity says:

    I love the beautiful vulnerability here. Wonder how you would view this lost feeling and love in another decade. Thank you for sharing this!

  13. So that’s what happened to my heart! I’ve been wondering for 6 long months – thank you :)!

  14. Susan says:

    Fine comparison and extended metaphor! Seamless! I Love it. The beating heart is a wondrous bird let out only on rare occasions. And of course it remembers where it has gone with whispers of the old feelings. I too thought of the Lear limerick but, pardon me for dressing the narrator in Gorey images and the bird as a Poe raven!

  15. Claudia says:

    such creative and beautiful imagery…loved esp. the heart making a nest in his beard..how cool is that..

  16. Myrna says:

    Nice. I liked the imagery too. It must be something to renew after 20 years. Wow. I know the birds sand then.

    • Thanks, Myrna. Interestingly, this poem came, all by itself, after something else I wrote abut that relationship–did not know it was there, with all this intensity. Found it interesting that I could write that, so much later.

  17. ayala says:

    Lovely poem, Susan.

  18. ManicDdaily says:

    Really cool poem – very heartfelt and vivid. Thanks much. k.

  19. kelly says:

    the bird imagery is magical… this is poignant and heartfelt. lovely.

  20. zongrik says:

    those seconds of pure impulse will get you every time

  21. she writes says:

    I like loosed. This is beautifully done. The heart is hard to stop while it sings and desires a nest.

  22. lucychili says:

    yes a heart does feel like a bird on a journey =)

  23. Daydreamer says:

    A heart that flies free! I love it!

  24. Stephanie says:

    So funny, the bird in the beard! I love that…and then how love returns to you.

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