Growing Wings to Swim

February’s irony delivered
me beneath the sign of Pisces,
but neglected to teach me
to trust water.

With open heart and tear drop eyes
I clung to the edge of the moon
and questioned a Zodiac’s prank
of delivering a fish without fins.

In the wilderness of stars answers
abandoned me on the banks of silence.
An orphan with stardust veins,
I formed butterfly wings from fear
to grow strong enough to swim an ocean.

 ©Susie Clevenger 2020

#napowrimo2020 Day 26

Inspired by: #skyloverwordlist - Zodiac


Sherry Blue Sky said…
Susie, you are on fire this month! Wow! Loved this, especially your closing stanza. Wowzers!
Interesting. I wonder if you have an Air moon or ascendant. Lovely resolution!
Jim said…
We can do a lot out of fear. Nice poem, I liked
"With open heart and tear drop eyes I clung ..."

Kim M. Russell said…
I love that your fish out of water formed butterfly wings, Susie, the phrase ‘orphan with stardust veins’, and the play on butterfly stroke ‘strong enough to swim an ocean’. February is an ironic month.
Kerry O'Connor said…
You are definitely a swimmer of the skies! And flying fish had transformed fins to wings!
Sanaa Rizvi said…
This is absolutely stunning!💘 You are one of the strongest people I know, Susie.
Rommy said…
LOL, I don't always feel like my sign too (Taurus) in that I feel very Air-y and Fire-y.