Why We Leave

[~Sophia~]

Why We Leave

Some internal dialogues are dominant.
Living chants (chances) custodial as

my passport and other ceremonial
documents retrieved from a tell-tale
zip-locked baggie along with

Carson McCullers’
“The Heart is a Lonely Hunter”.

Not the book. Just the title. I can't
claim the lives of deaf, subjugated
protagonists as my own but

I know that line the way I know
my familiar. Her hawk call
waiting on

when the heart hungers
and the eyes rake out.

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Notes:
Wait on ..... A hawk is said to wait on when she flies above her master waiting till game is sprung.
Rake out.... A hawk is said to rake out when she flies too far and wide from her master while “waiting on”.

[firefangled]

You make such beautiful images from the lives and motions of these birds

[Bar22do]

Great! a sort of casual account and one that flows beautifully with rhythm and voices within you... Thank you!

[billl]

Effectively illuminates the weakness of multiple internal dialogues.

[~Sophia~]

Thanks firefangled! A hawk on the fist or on the wing is an incredible experience each and every time!

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No, thank you Bar22!

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Hi billl, not sure what you mean by that? I was actually trying to do the opposite. Perhaps I failed!

[Silas Thorne]

The heart, hungry for more, ever seeking new vistas. Follow it! :)
Beautiful, yes. Soar on!

[~Sophia~]

Thank you Silas! It seems this particular heart is insatiable!

[billl]

Sounds like you barely know it, though ;)

[~Sophia~]

You've still got me wondering but that's okay. Just hope you enjoyed the read!

[billl]

Yeah, I think there's different ways to interpret things--I thought you might be romanticizing the situation, but I found room to see things another way, as well. In any case, a well-done poem is a well-done poem, and I definitely enjoyed reading it over.

[~Sophia~]

Hi billl. Looking at something in a different way is practically the definition of creativity. I'm really pleased you enjoyed it and thanks for this dialogue!

[indydavid]

This is amazing. I especially like the way it brings closure; encapsulating.

"I know that line the way I know
"my familiar. Her hawk call
"waiting on

"When the heart hungers
"and the eyes rake out."

I am, stunned.

It's beautiful.

[~Sophia~]

Thanks Indy. I have always found the sight and sound of a hawk to be haunting - familiar.

[Silas Thorne]

damn, I wish I had a cool familiar like you! :) I'll have to settle for some other human selves.

[~Sophia~]

LOL Silas ... I love my familiar. I'm sure your "others" are equally cool and haunting!

[Buh4Bee]

Well, I need to jump in here and I enjoyed this poem as equally as the rest of the crew.

[~Sophia~]

Hey jersea - thanks!

[cogs]

i identified with the first line. i think that's why my attention span shortens. i do like the picture of the heart hunting. perhaps the heart births the internal dialogue, as it searches.

[~Sophia~]

hmmm, that's sort of a "what came first" question. I don't know if I'll ever know whether the internal dialogue propels the heart or if it's the other way around. They just seem to co-exist!