Icarus Falling
Daedalus in his heart wept
While far below plunged Icarus
A father's words unheeded
Both sun and sea corrupted
Wax melting,feathers heavy with spray
What a poor fisherman witnessed
Uncomprehendingly
Youth's folly to ignore a wise head.
The artificer flew on,joyful to have left his labyrinth
Broken to see his son die.
That spot would forever be called the Icarian Sea
The hideous blot of a dark memory.
Copyright © Denis Bruce | Year Posted 2019
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