Flying Figure, a poem by Robert A. Sieczkiewicz

Burne-Jones, Edward, 1833-1898; Flying Figure

Edward Burne-Jones, Flying Figure (c. 1870)

 

Flying Figure, Robert A. Sieczkiewicz

You’re there amongst the many clouds above,
Garments of white attended by the wind,
Journey set by a flock of turtledove,
Your hair following so undisciplined.

Fing’r pointing to you so others may see.
They looking to the sky and wonder why,
Why now you can only be seen by me.
My saneness must I quickly certify?

Kalos, so beautiful shall be your name.
You so plain I know to be an eido.
If penalty due, still I will acclaim,
For it is now the time for new credo.

What is flying away is liberty,
Without her what will be our destiny?

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Kalos, eido and credo as used here are Greek words.

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bobsieczkiewicz

Husband, Father, Grandfather, Lover of all beautiful things. I love to read and write poetry. My favorite hangouts are libraries and museums and yet I love being outdoors. I am a dreamer of things that could be.

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