Friday, July 15, 2011

In my dreams, you were flying paper planes...

Posted by Gino Bjorn on Oct 27, '08 10:31 PM for everyone
My attempt to third-person omniscient poetry… (READ: Dahil pakialamero ako)
“Hannibal Lector: How do we begin to covet? Do we seek out things to covet?

Clarice Starling: We covet what we see everyday…”

-Silence of the Lambs (1991)
Thomas Harris
Paper Planes
Paper planes, vagabonds in lonely skies
Frolic to the tune of this passive air
Untroubled with the flick of fate, and
Of faithful cannons' constant swear

Paper planes folded with crafty fingers
Slipped reckless through empty hands
Flutter blindly with hopeful abandon
Defy their destinies of descent

Paper planes, slapdash in its endeavor
Madly drunk from whipping winds
Lurking, waiting not from afar
A heavily cloaked, inevitable fiend

Paper planes, shuffle wildly in alarm
As the envious earth let its embers fly
Catch two doomed lovers in each wing
A warranted end to a tale fate denies

Yet, let this heaven exult as it bathes
In fiery confetti and wandering ashes
For there is no mortal pain to endure
In a heart's wish that never passes

... Like paper planes, it is born with the promise of flight, it soars; and yet it swirls haphazardly to where it is fated to be… but it will never be in vain for the beauty of its memory will forever remain.
Abrera
August 2008

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