Debbie Guzzi Poet Rhyme

We All Fall Down

Both of us were damaged yet, we tried
literal broken lines.
He was right winged and I was left winged,
I hid under his, we lifted with mine.

Both of us were needy flights, wing singed
like Icarus we fell down
I was left winged and he was right winged
I lifted him and yet he held me down.

Both of us were novices at love,
pigeons with tried, tired roles.  
He was right winged and I was left winged, 
his sheltering wing took such a toll.

Both of us were desperate for love
so, we nested for some long time.
I was left winged and he was right winged
yet, down we fell, when we wished to climb.


*Dedicated to all the damaged ones who tried.

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Poet Destroyer A January 15, 2013 at 9:10 AM Debbie, :-) Congratulations in Suzette's " ZaniLa Rhyme - an exiting new contest for the holidays... " contest. Take care... PD

Sara Kendrick January 13, 2013 at 1:26 PM Creative winning work..Congrats on top of the list work...Sara

Seren Roberts January 12, 2013 at 5:57 PM Well done congrats....Seren

Tim Ryerson January 12, 2013 at 5:10 PM Wow cher...VERY nicely done and so well put together too...We gain much wisdom and insight from these damaging experiences, no? - Tim Tim Ryerson January 12, 2013 at 5:11 PM And congratulations too, of course!

Audrey Haick January 12, 2013 at 5:09 PM Beautiful! Congratulations on your wonderful win, Deb! Love, Annalise

James Nichols January 12, 2013 at 2:08 PM deep. So many layers I get reading this. Seems a good relationship that didn't endure and left a permanent mark. Very good verse!

Joyce Johnson January 12, 2013 at 11:50 AM Proud to share honors with you. Creative poem you entered. Congratulations. Love, Joyce

Skat A January 12, 2013 at 11:36 AM Deb, very nice~SKAT

Debra Squyres January 12, 2013 at 10:39 AM Excellent write on a subject that I'm sure touches many lives. How sad that one should feel even the need to hold another down. Congrats on your winning spot !! Well written and thought our poem.

Richard Lamoureux January 12, 2013 at 9:59 AM Another excellent piece, it made me think of my Mom and Dad and how my Dad prevented my Mom from flying. Very touching, congratulations on win.

Mandy Tams The Golden Girl January 12, 2013 at 7:44 AM Congratulations on your winning spot once again Debbie xx

Olusegun Arowolo January 12, 2013 at 6:49 AM Wonderful piece,nice dedication,Debbie...Congratulations on your superb win...

Joseph May January 12, 2013 at 5:45 AM congrats on your win....best wishes

Lucilla Carrillo January 8, 2013 at 12:13 PM What a great poem this is. Thanks for sharing it with us today. God bless you always. Lucilla

Joseph May January 7, 2013 at 7:26 PM nicely penned ...thanks for stopping by...best wishes

Connie Gildersleeve January 7, 2013 at 7:25 AM The best poems I've read are those that come from the hart and into the soul. Your poem has don just that. We're powerful Deb. Warm Smiles, Connie

Mandy Tams The Golden Girl January 7, 2013 at 7:17 AM Love this Debbie you inspire me such a lot. And thanks for checking out my stuff xx

Toquyen Harrell January 7, 2013 at 5:02 AM They said "it's better try then fail than not try at all". I am cheering for all who though with "singed wing" still continue trying. Great poem, Debbie. Love ya, Toquyen

Debbie Duncan January 7, 2013 at 3:33 AM Love the way you penned this Debbie,,, you have an awesome day ;}

Joy Wellington January 7, 2013 at 1:47 AM I would like to capture this one for myself dear Debbie. I love this and it speaks to me and of me. One love. Joy Wells

Charles Henderson January 6, 2013 at 11:32 PM So true and so good. Email.

Harry Horsman January 6, 2013 at 8:33 PM this is amazing Deb, the structure of the poem fits the story, and the flow.. and the theme well brilliant....

Cyndi Macmillan January 6, 2013 at 7:07 PM For Su? Oh, hon, this is art- both raw in essence and yet so well done. When something comes from the heart, is honest and transparent, that is the REAL poetry, yes? I see this way up there... I have no idea why Dickenson comes to mind with this.. (I'm odd?)... Obviously, she did not write this form ... but this feels very Emily to me. Hmm... perhaps its the open heart of it, the ... Oh wait... the VULNERABILITY! Yes, that's it. It's courage and vulnerability all wrapped up together. Heart-full.

John Posey January 6, 2013 at 7:07 PM Debbie, the form and structure of your beautiful poem is only exceeded by the wisdom of its message..... Love Ya ..... Jake

Jon A Cavanaugh January 6, 2013 at 6:49 PM Beautiful poem, And there are a lot of flightless birds. I know I'm quite content to keep both feet on the ground.

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