Thursday, January 07, 2010

Entry #24

Dreams Of Flying
by Christina Zawadiwsky


The outermost feathers of my wings don't touch each other as I swiftly glide by blurred tree branches and a grey and white sky. People think I'm a black bird, but I'm white inside, pure, trying to find food, trying to survive. My claws tucked beneath my belly and mostly immobile, I see people on the ground from way up high smaller than ants, tiny and confused and running not in circles but in all directions. Large flames lap at the forests and trucks continue to try pumping water everywhere, but not much water falls into the sky, and I'm safe beneath my eyelash-less eyes. Black eyes. The eyes of a nomad,
born from a shell and not given much else but a need to try to fly into dreams of wind, flames and water, caves of ice and diamond skies, the mouths of great hills and white and lavender curtains that sway only when large bells are ringing. Suddenly I'm singing! The sky turns yellow and dies, but I keep flying, flying, flying right back into your dreams.


(Christina Zawadiwsky is Ukrainian-American, born in New York City, has a degree in Fine Arts, and is a poet, artist, journalist and TV producer. She has received a National Endowment for the Arts Award, two Wisconsin Arts Boards Awards, a Co-Ordinating Council of Literary Magazines Writer's Award, and an Art Futures Award, among other honors. She was the originator and producer of “Where The Waters Meet”, a local TV series created to facilitate the voices of artists of all genres in the media, for which she won two national and twenty local awards, including a Commitment to Community Television Award. She is also a contributing editor to the annual Pushcart Prize Anthology, the recipient of an Outstanding Achievement Award from the Wisconsin Library Association, and has published four books of poetry. She currently writes music and movie reviews for www.musicroomreviews.com and www.movieroomreviews.com.)

24 comments:

Lena said...

I love the colors in this one. A very vivid description. Well done!

Aniket said...

I loved how you subtly sewed the messages of goodwill and wisdom into the piece.

Go Badgers! :D

Bernita said...

Some arresting images in this.

Leatherdykeuk said...

nicely done!

Craig said...

Convincing imagery

Sarah Laurenson said...

Very visually lyrical.

pjd said...

A prose poetry piece with a lot of verbal aesthetics. I like much of the imagery.

Kartik said...

Dreams can be so vivid. Lovely imagery!

JaneyV said...

The eyes of a nomad,
born from a shell and not given much else but a need to try to fly into dreams of wind, flames and water, caves of ice and diamond skies, the mouths of great hills and white and lavender curtains that sway only when large bells are ringing.


That's beautiful.

Bernita said...

Janey quoted the para I liked best of all.
"dreams of wind, flame and water"...that's magical!

Terri said...

Lovely :-)
You've pretty much captured why I've always thought I wouldn't mind being an Eagle...

laughingwolf said...

nicely done!

Tara said...

Nice. I rolled right through this. Wonderful imagery.

Amias said...

.. ahhh the dreams of a white birds trapped in blackness .. I liked the first stanza, enjoyed the second.

Tessa said...

Absolutely beautiful - the imagery is magnificent. Brava!

Aimee Laine said...

"Large flames lap at the forests ... " I hate the thought of what animals go through. You painted a very descriptive picture of hope.

austere said...

Poetry in the lines.

Laurel said...

Rich words, like velvet and satin. This is damn near a poem.

catvibe said...

This was a lovely prose-poem really, I guess you'd have to call it that. Just lovely.

illyriataylor said...

beautiful description of the bird's eyeview.

Jean Ann Williams said...

Sad and makes me think this is how birds must feel. I was up high with the bird.

Jean Ann

james r tomlinson said...

The colors and seasons seems to roll with every word, with every thought.

Deb Smythe said...

Very poetic.

Aerin said...

Dear Entrants #1-105,

I have read your pieces so that I can fairly participate in the Readers' Choice vote. (I read all of them through last week, before I started commenting.) I will be coming back around to offer my keep/tweak comment, but I didn't want anyone to snark.

Cheers,
Aerin (#236)

BTW, it's perfectly fine if you still want to snark, but this way you can choose a more appropriate subject, like the merits of Mafia Wars or whether Katie Holmes should demand a divorce