Fledgling


Swooping in flight on wings of a fledgling,
forgotten wisps in the journals of time.
From hither to shores of destines wait,
aloft on winds begins journey's climb.

Soaring past threshold's weathered stoop,
countless dreams enter far-reaching doors.
Ageless tides rippling with flourished hope,
gather inside the recess in un-tallied scores.

From breaking dawn to evening's fall
challenges by day end suddenly with night.
Spirits that beckon for closure of eyes,
forbear the demise of imaged plight.

Envisioned triumphs succumb to the hour;
earth 's mortal kindred fall to slumber.
Whisper filled portals surrender to silence,
tomorrow into eons come without number.

Fledglings anew taking flight on wings,
children born to follow future's scheme.
Into waiting unknown they one day part,
none to return except in a passing dream.

Swooping in flight on wings of a fledgling,
forgotten wisps in the journals of time
From hither to shores of destines wait,
aloft begins another journey's climb

© C.E. Vance

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INMISI's picture

I love your poem it is

I love your poem it is absolutely great, keep on writing

SSmoothie's picture

Agreed! I love this type of

Agreed! I love this type of poetry! I wish I was diciplined enough to create masterpieces but alas I am too busy and poetry is my one outlet, my one place where I have free reign careless or as careful as I feel! Thanks for such an enjoyable read! Cheers SS


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cevance's picture

Smoothie

Thank you for the kind words. Your works are always up to par.
My Regards
C.E.Vance
Carl

cevance's picture

Thanks

Thank you ever so much. I appreciate you taking the time to read my work.