Well-Fletched (with Kahlil Gibran) — NaPoWriMo #8

The bow was shaped in a rush,
But there was time
to cure a bit of sinew for the string,
test the weight against youthful biceps,
and the aim of ancient eyes.

The fletching slightly skewed from hurry,
still she’s flown far, the little unexpected arrow,
and swift like the wind
under the sparrow’s wing.

Though the quick, green bow dried and broke,
Life’s longing lights her path
as it lengthens.


I wrote the title for this about two years ago and have been thinking on it ever since. I like the result, though the alliteration in the last stanza may be too heavy for the rest of the poem. I used Kahlil Gibran’s “On Children” from _The Prophet_ for inspiration. You can find it here, if you’re interested.

P.S. Thanks for all the reads, visits, views and comments! I can’t believe I’m up to 129 follows! ~LD


2 thoughts on “Well-Fletched (with Kahlil Gibran) — NaPoWriMo #8

  1. I cried when I read this one…but aren’t we all slightly skewed even if our bow didn’t break? God takes care of the sparrows.

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