Lead Weight
Lead Weight
To look from the peak of dreams
And open those inspirational wings
Take flight on eternal winds
Heart in its space soaring
Trusting to loves imaginings
A leaping embrace into the presence of light
Eyes and smiles generous with accepting
Extricated from doubts precipice edge
An Angel called to the souls migration
Toe poised and knee raised
Arms flung wide
And head held height
Set to gaze upon the open skies
Floats a child’s balloon
A picture of hopes wanton disentanglement
But there also a thread of life follows
Holds a trap
The lines scant trailing behind
Feels the tug
And from that indelible chord
The lead weight attached
Pulls wearily back
To the ground
Bird of freedom falls forlorn
Every seventh heaven burdened
By twisted knots
Carrying their loops and snagged entrails
From the lead weight
In your heart
Hidden Psychoanalytical shade
Yanks at the corners of your smile
Without closure this grey dull
And pitted scar
Drags dour its trail of dust
Marked by drops of tears
Damage its only afterthought
Of quiet screamed hurt
Unhappiness for all the happy mirror masked
Bequeaths the years of sadness it sought
In your palm written the fated destiny
Never to be whole
Never to be free
Bleeding its cut splinter of betrayal
Long before adulthood embraced
The child’s need for escape
Running heedless toward any inspired edge
And launch far enough
And far enough
And long enough
Into the blue
And glide on joyous fictions
Released upward to heights
Yet unattained
And simply float drift away
Start again
But the line fixes and fixated
Held fast to the leaden weight weighted
Pulls heavier
Than the ground beneath your feet
Copyright © Colin Mitchell Williams | Year Posted 2008
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