Friday, 15 April 2016

A Swing to the Moon


Dedicated to Jonah Greenfield 


It seemed the world was crumbling apart,
Brick by brick, a fire ripped through his heart.
A heart that was still empty and yet to be filled,
A heart that was still hopeful yet easily killed.
It beamed with a light, that made darkness tremble,
It fought against hate, made faith reassemble.
But, in the eyes of a man, who only saw through his mind,
The heart was pathetic and the worst of its kind.

“Please just let me be” the boy silently cried,
A sadness swallowing him from deep inside.
Fat chunky tears, wept off his face,
Yet still he was careful that they left no trace,
Because inside he knew he deserved better than this.
He couldn’t, he wouldn’t, let his dreams go amiss.

So he packed up his bags and went on his way,
His heart in his hand, his mind wishing he could stay.
He walked on and on, dragging his feet,
A strength in his soul that would not allow defeat.
When finally, in a clearing, he saw two wooden swings
One covered in gold, the other painted with wings.
He was so lost in awe, of what they could be,
That he failed to notice the girl in the tree.

“Do you like them?” She giggled, making him jump.
“I made them myself, out of magic and luck.
And you see up there, that golden bright moon?
That’s where they’ll take me, someday soon!”
The daydreaming girl excitedly chattered away,
“The moon is more beautiful than any earth’s day
and I’ve heard it’s maybe made out of cheese
I’ll let you know when I get there,” she sang to the breeze.
Her excitement was infectious but the boy sadly knew,
That reality would make her dream impossible to do.
Nobody could fly to the moon on a swing,
On just a few wooden planks and a bit of frayed string.
Yet, just before he could word his own doubt,
He realised her happiness was the first he’d seen about.
So despite knowing her dreams wouldn’t come true,
He befriended the girl, and followed her dream too.

Over many years, the boy and girl grew,
And a friendship blossomed, as many friendships do.
But, this one was different and so special, so kind,
And like sister, like brother, they left their worries behind.
They continued their lives but occasionally fluttered away,
To sit on the swings, and dream about the day,
That they’d land on the moon, and look down from the sky,
And see the world as they know it, but from so far up high.
Yet… the boy wasn’t ready, to leave his world once again,
He loved his new life more than his words could explain.
It secretly hurt him when she spoke about the stars,
When she cried over planets claiming they were better than ours.

Seasons passed and time ticked on,
The boy had finally healed, his past sadness gone,
but the girl had struck a heartbreak, her eyes brimming with tears,
She was beginning to suffer and relive his fears.
It seemed her world was crumbling apart,
Brick by brick, a fire ripped through her heart.
A heart cracked and bruised by a monster she'd met,
A heart dented with hate and a vicious type of debt;
Inside she knew she deserved better than this,
She couldn’t, she wouldn’t, let her dreams go amiss.

So she packed up her bags and went on her way,
Even when the boy begged her to stay,
“Those swings are just swings, not rockets to the moon,
If you try to fly, you’ll surely be doomed”
“Anything is better than this place on earth”
Crying she sobbed, “I deserve simple worth.”
So, she sat on her swing and kicked up feet,
She was finally escaping by admitting defeat.
Up and up she swung into the sky
She felt the breeze on her cheeks and whispered goodbye
Then she let the swing go and flung through the air,
And in that moment she flew, spinning with flair.
The boy gasped as she danced and sat upon a cloud,
She threw back her head and giggled out loud,
She beamed out a smile and outstretched her arm.
Before BANG! She dropped out of the sky and straight into harm,
She fell through the wind and crashed at his feet,
Broken and cracked, her dream left incomplete.

Her knees and elbows gushed with blood, angst, pain.
And as she began to cry, the sky began to rain,
Her hopes shattered as she saw the heavens open and weep
And she grasped the boy’s hand as they crumbled into a heap.
“I am such a failure, what am I going to do?
I just wanted to leave and for my dreams to come true!
The moon will never know, what it’s like to feel my weight
And I will never get to live, what I thought was destined fate.”
The boy tenderly pressed his lips to her head
And wiped away her tears before he thoughtfully said
“Look, around you, breathe in. Tell me what you see?”
“I see.. I see a place we made memories, just you and me.
Here we played, told secrets, took the world in our stride
Here is the place we could leave all sadness behind.”
The girl suddenly saw what she’d never realised before,
That she had been living a dream, while always needing, wanting more.

The real dream was happiness and she’d had it every day,
Even when all she had wanted was to just run away.
She had been blessed with a friendship, she couldn’t live without,
When her sanity had been questioned, he’d still stuck about.
He’d held her hand when she had struggled to simply get through a week
And under pressure he’d helped her, prove she wasn’t weak.
He was the only one who managed to keep her head out of the clouds
And to firmly anchor her soul onto solid ground.
She cried then with happiness and the sleet began to melt away.
The boy sat her down and said what he’d always wanted to say,
“Sometimes we pursue dreams that we aren’t destined to reach,
but that truly doesn’t mean the dream’s journey doesn’t teach.
Your next dream is going to be bigger and much better than the moon
And my heart knows for sure, that that dream will come true ”



Recently, I've been thinking a lot about friendship and I have begun to realise how important the friendships I have made so far are to me. I sometimes feel like I have been left a bit on the sidelines of life, a benchwarmer to a game that I once used to eagerly captain. Maybe a bit too eagerly... I used to want to do so much in my life that I would never settle for just average of a dream, I had to have it all.  The past few weeks have been pretty stressful for me and on top of school work and the upcoming roar of exams I have wanted to do nothing more than to just escape from everything and follow crazy adventurous dreams that perhaps aren't very practical or even possible... at the moment. It's time like these that my true friends have really shown who they are and I have never felt so thankful for each and every one of them. Jonah, who happens to be one of the most amazing human beings who has ever walked on this earth (If you fancy, here is his Instagram) is just one of the handful of friends in my life who are the reason I am even able to carry on, even when it feels like the weight of the world is on my shoulders and I really just wanted to write something that reflected that! This is the first I have ever shared my poetry on my blog so I'd love to hear your opinions and if you'd like to hear more, just let me know in the comments below!