I fly all the time
but you can’t see me
invisible yet crucial
to your life I be
when in grave grief
or pain you’ll see
I slow right down
won’t set you free
it seems I have wings
yet no form confines me
you watch me constantly
yet I am an enigma
just when you think
you’ve mastered me
I’ll allude your control
so don’t grasp I plea
I can tick so slow
or fly so swiftly
time can be foe
or friend, let’s see
d’Verse, flight, Laura –
Top Guns about swallows, my favourite fantastical flight poem!
Yes, let’s see, love that line to finish.
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For those days, in which I just want to fly away from everything, I will read this amazing piece once again 🙂
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Ah, a riddle…That is written so well if you didn’t pay attention or try to solve it you really could think it is about random ideas of flight.
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Time indeed can be a friend or a foe…that’s why its important that we use our time wisely ..
The lockdown has made me realize so many things…but on top of that is : we should value the time that we have whether with our family or in pursuit of our dreams..after all we never knew if we still have the same amount of time again..
Thank you kate for this.
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yes, time is one thing we can never claw back … every minute gone will never return … did we waste it or use it wisely ❤
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wings and no form…it does sound like a riddle. (K)
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A nice taken on these flightless birds who fly to their freedom and there is no one to stop them. Beautiful poem and picture, Kate.
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sorry Kamal my poem is about “time” … I featured a bird to make it a riddle …
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Perhaps just a figment of our imagination in the end! Love your poem. It is so true … slows down for pain, but doesn’t take it away!
Well done Kate!
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This is for pondering! Wonderful way to describe time. It does fly, yet at times seems so slow!
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Very clever, Kate. You’ve got a good grasp on time. If only we could. 🙂
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kaykuala
I can tick so slow
or fly so swiftly
time can be foe
or friend, let’s see
Great close and great rhyming, calmkate. Yes, it leaves one wondering what is it at the end, a contrast to be discovered.
Hank
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Beautiful pairing of photo and poem, SweetKate!
Your poem is very intriguing and riddle-y…in good ways!
Some days it seems time crawls…and other days it does fly! Weirdly, for me, I’ve kept so busy the past 5 months I’m shocked that it is almost August already! 😮
(((HUGS))) 🙂
PS…I can’t leave without quoting my fav time/fly quote…
“Times fun when you’re having flies.” – Kermit The Frog 😀
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Glad the time has flown for you, yes 2020 is nearly gone … a year nobody will forget!
lol totally love the reversing in this quote, so clever!
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I love the riddle-me-ree mystery of this poem, Kate. Time is all of these things and I think I’ for one have experienced every single one during this awful epidemic.
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Yup. But eventually it does pass.
I was talking about time with my friend. How the past month feels like it’s been way longer than just a month. Yet it’s just a month in time. Time that is finite.
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Ha..a flight companion we all share. Love your photo as well.
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I’m a fan of crows/ravens and I really like this photo of flight captured. Of course time has been on my mind lately so I love this little riddle too. Together it is a great post!
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Beautiful writing, Kate, and most evocative. Naturally – look at all the conversation it’s inspired.
You were writing of time, while many others though birds were the topic. For my guess, I was going to go with pickles.
Does it matter (well, maybe it does for me, because I was WAY off!)? The point is, it got us talking, and on the same page eventually. That’s good writing – regardless of the topic, the subsequent conversation goes on, well, forever. Thus, just like time.
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lol maybe I should mark this post to stop comments after 30 😉
You would have to be pickled if you thought it was about pickles! Can’t get you mind off your stomach Keith!
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You wrote it like a puzzle to be solved – glued to the end
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Very thought provoking!
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This is such a beautiful and mysterious poem Kate!! I loved the cheeky, yet profound, tone of this poem so much. My favourite line was definitely “it seems I have wings
yet no form confines me”. It awakened something in me when I read that – not sure what it is yet!
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Very intriguing, Kate! The lovely poem leads you gently to the answer of the riddle. I enjoyed reading this. I hope you are doing well! Cheryl
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Love the theme in this poem, along with the imagery. It’s amazing, and I especially love how this is layered with mystery in its essence. Quite intriguing!
“when in grave grief
or pain you’ll see
I slow right down
won’t set you free…”
I think this is the most evocative to time. It captures us and we’re not set free from ourselves. It takes time for it pass, it takes time for us to wait if it does. And that is indeed a question of “if” since time can be a tragic reminder.
Such an evocative take on the prompt. It’s beautiful, Kate.
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What an interesting way to describe time.
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thanks Sadje, not sure everyone was getting that I gave the answer at the end … thought I’d switch it up from birds which is the natural go to when given the prompt “flight” 🙂
But time does fly and stand awesomely still depending on our life perception 🙂
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The end my lousy guess work, haha.
Nice poem/riddle?
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sorry I was talking of time … didn’t mean to confuse anyone 🙂
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I love such reads that make me think, plus I was always rubbish at riddles, so no chance. 🙂
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lol so sorry … we often talk of time flying so I decided to write about something else other than birds, which most people have done in response to this prompt 🙂
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That’s the beauty of writing; it’s really our thoughts put down on paper, and whatever you write about is of interest to another because perhaps we share thoughts sometimes. 🙂
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and sometimes poetry is about our own interpretation of what the poet may have meant 🙂
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I like the personification of the bird – filled with mystery but plays a real important role in life. Appreciation coming your way!
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Kate, this sounds like a riddle that solves itself by the end. Wonderful!
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I’m liking a bit of mystery now and then Lisa, thanks!
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beautiful poem and photography kate
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