by William Dotani
Member since:
October 27, 2006

Box Kite Sky

April 23, 2010 02:21 AM UTC
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A child sees a box kite full of light

Until time erases memories

Tomorrow’s harbor, peace or stormy

On this road of stick, paper and string

Look inside, let this begin as dreams

 

Funny creatures sitting on beaches

Direction traveled lightly with rhyme

A smile, a giggle and fantasy

Ford every stream and climb the mountains

Until eyes are closed to play in bliss

 

Turning into avenues of life

Splashing colors, fingers need washing

Slow the game down, napping and trending

Looking to belong, name on a seat

Playing a part with repetition

 

Practice forms foundations of belief

Opinions come out later aware

Finding that care blends with compassion

And the wind is just like swaying trees

Watching a kite in a clear blue sky

Comments: 32

Barbara H. Apr 23, 2010, 2:24am UTC
A Box Kite sky an innocent eye, doesn't last long enough. Beautiful poignant poetry.
William Dotani Apr 23, 2010, 2:33am UTC
I had been out exercising for 70 minutes and literally walking in circles thinking about things to write about. Ideas, but nothing concrete. I sat down at my PC to just read my E-maill before counting llama and the first verse of this poem came out of the thin air. I was not even considering writing a poem. I very much like this and not just because I wrote it. It sort of reminds me of some of Ram Das' teachings. TY.
C.F. Stewart Apr 23, 2010, 6:09am UTC
I would imagine that the message conveyed is one where we commence our journey with untamed imagination via dreams, ones that perhaps we should endeavor to fulfill( the kite...lofty aspirations ) while at the same time, maintaining that 'child' within us as we enter adulthood. By doing so, when facing the trials and tribulations maturation brings, we can better appreciate living and the small things that so many pass over as life sometimes seems to get in the way. At the same time, all seems to come full circle. We search to find ourselves and take comfort in having, in the least, tried. Devoid of that mindset, we virtually guarantee ourselves inaccessibility to the goal.
Wisdom roars much like a lion here, though in a more subtle and palatable fashion. Enjoyed this immensely. Though it's early, this write pulled me into your vortex of thought and I was compelled to comment. Splendid and absolutely delightful, Bill!
William Dotani Apr 23, 2010, 9:27am UTC
I could not have given a better interpretation of my poem's message. I deeply appreciate the substance and clarity in your comment.
Kushal Poddar Apr 26, 2010, 10:39pm UTC
Untamed imagination. Chris has said it right.

the unmapped happiness
William Dotani May 2, 2010, 10:08am UTC
I am a wild and crazy guy.

Not really. TY.
JOHN BECK Apr 23, 2010, 7:42am UTC
Beyond the metaphor, the box kite brought back memories. I flew tailless kites, kites with long tails, but box kites are considered by some to be the easiest to fly and I was never successful with them.
William Dotani Apr 23, 2010, 9:29am UTC
I too shared the same experience as you. Thank you.
Angela A. Apr 23, 2010, 1:49pm UTC
When you start seeing lights from kites, you may just wanna have your eyes checked. Just saying is all.. Te he!
Thanks for posting to my group, Anythingwriting
William Dotani Apr 25, 2010, 12:34am UTC
I have four eyes. TY.
Linda T. Apr 23, 2010, 5:35pm UTC
The lessons we learn in childhood are ones we should carry within us and practice through our lives. We begin to feel that as adults we no longer can be satisfied with the simple joys that childhood gave us. We seek out bigger and better toys, relationships that can give us something or fill a need in us and settle for jobs we are not happy with. The more I ponder on life lessons the more I believe that the simple delights and truths that motivate children should still be the ones that motivate us as adults. Children know that playing is fun and can be dirty but water washes us clean again. Some of the games that adult play can cause a dirt that nothing can wash away.
William Dotani Apr 25, 2010, 12:35am UTC
I think the way and the type of motivation we use determines our ability to be more accepting to our world. Excellent comment. Thank you.
Elsie Duggan Apr 24, 2010, 1:35am UTC
This poem brings back so many memories of my youth, yes they had kites back then, and my kids used to make their own box kites and fly them. Even in my fifties was at the Jersey Shore, Cape May, running on the beach with Tracey flying kites, in some ways I never grew up, I am glad I can remember the phases of my live, it certainly helped me when my kids were coming up, if I got upset, I used to think well, when I was that age, I did that too. That is coming in handy right now with Billy home again, he is out somewhere in my car, and it is very late. I can't go to bed until he is safely home. and I do have to be up early. don't want to call him, who knows what I might interrupt, see, I do remember youth.
William Dotani Apr 25, 2010, 12:37am UTC
Obviously you do remember. LOL. I guess I'd tell you to go fly a kite, but you already have. Thank you for your memories.
Chris Brockman Apr 24, 2010, 3:28pm UTC
I'm afraid kites, inside the box or out wouldn't be a good starting point for me to explore light or lightness of being. When it came to kites, I was Charlie Brown.
William Dotani Apr 25, 2010, 12:39am UTC
Kites teach you how much tail you need and how to let the string out. TY.
Cassandra Griffith Apr 24, 2010, 3:36pm UTC
As I promised I am back today to catch up on your writing, and I am so very glad I did! I love this poem. It makes me happy, and it pt a smile on my face. I have to tell you my favorite line is "Finding that care blends with compassion" It made me say "awwww"! What another beautiful piece. I am so glad you did not cash out, and slow down on writing on Gather! Please don't, I always look forward to your articles, and posts!
William Dotani Apr 25, 2010, 12:41am UTC
Thank you. I tend to write positive poetry. Recently, the words of a few Gather friends touched me to write a new poem very different than usual.
Barbary Chaapel Apr 24, 2010, 8:37pm UTC

I like the turn each verse takes, William, skyward all the way, life to dream about.
William Dotani Apr 25, 2010, 12:44am UTC
It is true that when you (me) have a near death experience that it changes you and makes you more grateful to God for life. I try to write in a positive happy way.
Mustafa Demiri Apr 25, 2010, 12:45am UTC
An absolute delight...
Makes me want to fly a kite
Up onto the highest height,
With a lashing tail and colours bright.
William Dotani Apr 26, 2010, 2:40am UTC
Cool comment. Thanks.
Debra C. Apr 25, 2010, 12:53pm UTC
So, William ... are we hope for the kite's tail or hoping it will form?
William Dotani Apr 26, 2010, 2:41am UTC
Maybe Chris can help me answer.
Marge H. Apr 26, 2010, 7:22pm UTC
A beautiful poem, William. The comments are lovely too.
William Dotani May 2, 2010, 10:08am UTC
Thank you.
Kushal Poddar Apr 26, 2010, 10:41pm UTC
Kites give me a little sky. I live in a dense city with no wings.
Anyway, this is a brilliant poetry.

the unmapped happiness
William Dotani May 2, 2010, 10:09am UTC
Just me finger painting with words. TY.
DIANE D. May 5, 2010, 11:27am UTC
This is a wonderful write, thanks for sharing.
William Dotani May 7, 2010, 11:58am UTC
I enjoy writing. Thank you.
connie h. Jun 4, 2010, 1:27am UTC
very nice
William Dotani Jun 4, 2010, 12:17pm UTC
TY.

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