Way Up There
Looking through the window every morning
The sky, big and blue would call to me
It’s clarity and open expanse, a welcoming sight each day
Up there I would send my dreams to be carried on the wind
My deepest, secret wishes hidden from spying eyes
Cloud cover keeping them for me in secrecy
Rain-filled cumulus would promise to send the curious running
instead of staring up in wonder at the magnificence
The noise of thunder, always my friend, scaring others away
that I might dream alone of flying high above everything
Away, away, away from the sadness here below
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Linda Lee Lyberg is hosting D'Verse Poets tonight. D'Verse is celebrating its
11 year anniversary. Linda has given us some quotes from her favorite movie,
Breakfast at Tiffany's based on the novel by Truman Capote. She has asked us
to write a poem of 11 lines using one of the quotes as inspitration.
I chose this one below, except I took another direction:
"It’s better to look at the sky than live there. Such an empty place; so vague. Just a country where the thunder goes.”
― Truman Capote, Breakfast at Tiffany's and Three Stories
Image by Dimitris Vetsikas from Pixabay
I absolutely love this! Especially; “Rain-filled cumulus would promise to send the curious running.” Sigh.. beautiful work done, Christine! ❤️❤️
Thank you Sanaa. Always do kind to me ☺️❤️
I love the parallel between the stormy skies and the storms of life, that the sky gives you solace, understanding and keeps others away.
Thank you Paul. Yes there is something safe about be high above the turmoil
O indeed, and my pleasure Christine.
An interwoven inspiration of nature and dreams…yes it is escapism, but most understandably so…with the storm as a metaphor for a protection a most pleasant thought…
Thank you Ain. We all need to escape at times and i have always found comfort in Nature. Hope you are well my friend ☺️🙏
Brilliant words and excellent poem Christine❤
Thank you Laiba ☺️💕
I share the longing…
I know Reena. Sometimes it’s all too much. I’ll share the sky ☺️❤️
I like thunder as your friend. I’ve always thought of thunder as a welcome visitor..
Yes Kim, it commands attention and for some reason I feel safe. It’s the lightning that’s scary 😟 ❤️
Christine, what a beautiful poem!
Thanks Linda. Lovely prompt quotes for us. ☺️💕
The sky is a very good secret keeper indeed….and always a safe haven 🙂 Quite moving indeed 🙂
Thank you! You’re so kind ☺️💕
I think this is one of my favorites of yours, Christine!
Oh you are so kind David. Thank you! ☺️❤️
A lovely poem
Thank you dear Sadje ☺️💕
What a joyful sight to see this: The sky, big and blue would call to me
It’s clarity and open expanse, a welcoming sight each day.
It is a surreal world to escape to from the sadness and grief from down here.
Thank you Grace. I’m happy you liked it ☺️💕
Lovely Christine! ❤️
You’re so sweet Ami, thank you ☺️💕
You are most welcome Christine! ❤️
Christine, this so resonated with me, especially now as I am reading this, there is thunder and rain and I am thinking of you. ❤️🤗
It is definitely a nice escape Punam. Thank you my friend ☺️❤️
My pleasure dear.😊❤️