Because Kites Have Strings

It feels like
you let me go,

like a kite
in the wind.

The sky is so vast,
a canvas of clouds,

of goodness
and ghosts,

I would love
to meet
and meld with.

I feel free
for a while;

like I’m going
finally
forward.

Until I realize,
with a jerk,

you still hold the string
of my heart.

About This Poem

Review Request Direction: What did you think of my title?
How was my language use?
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Editing Stage: Editing - rough draft

About the Author

Region, Country: Maryland, USA

Comments

Eumolpus

6 years 4 months ago

A very lovely work

Really nice image. Ends great.

to be somewhat consistent, by all means, drop the first stanza. It makes no sense, (what’s an “expanse) ,spoils the end which would be a nice surprise having set up the image of the kite, and is confusing since she still is holding the string, you are not let go .

Baring the first stanza this is a really fine well crafted work. Please begin “ like a kite”...breaking the rule never start a line with “like” but to me it works here