The Imaginary Canary
The Imaginary canary
Swoops and dives at me
Its chirping song is alluring
Assuring me to gaze
But I worry that in my
His twitching head and jerking motion
Will lose me in it’s maze
Of lost illusions and misleading wanders
For one cannot follow
A misleading imaginary canary
For you will mislead yourself
Assuring your self
With a glazed over gaze
Will leave you lost and amazed
Love it! Really fantastic imagery.
Thank you Megan.
You’re welcome. 🙂
Reminds me of the book “Bird by bird” that talks about creative writing going where it goes even against your “will”/plan.
The images are delectable. Makes one reflect on what each of us may have in our lives as an “imaginary canary.”
Thank you Elizabeth. Delectable is such a great word.
This is a grand idea. An imaginary canary. When I first saw the title I almost immediately thought of men taking canaries into mines to test the air. Then, somehow, I applied the thought as I read, likely diverging from the premise of the poem itself and, thus, losing myself in the fascination of following an imaginary canary through a mine. Misleading the Self. Right into Oblivion.
Needless to say, though I probably entirely misunderstood the poem, what I felt was a sure potency born of the images that were summon from the swirling of my own imaginings and errant musings. Excellent verse, Jennifer! 🙂
The entire premise was imagination and confusion, a sense of being lost. Even writing it by the end I was like ‘huh?’
So I think I accomplished what I set out to do, even to lose myself lol…
Thanks for sharing Sahm.
No apostophes in pronouns like its.
God it’s difficult to know isn’t it! Are you following a fantasy or are you heeding a call that needs to be heeded for the sake of truly living? Fine balance! Trust the gut?
I was actually trying to create foster a feeling of imagination, a feeling of being lost and confused.
But always trust the gut!
Beautiful imagery! Keep seeing these imaginary things, as long as you keep writing about them. Don’t worry until they start talking to you. But even then, keep writing!
Ha! Thank you. And thankfully I didn’t see the canary. Well I suppose my minds eye did as I created it…but I was playing with the idea of imagination, illusion. I wanted the reader to feel slightly confused and lost..a sense of huh? by the end.
But I left myself saying it instead..
“A misleading imaginary canary”lvoe it…and i know this feeling. “Where is this going?” The words flow sometimes as if you have no control or design. As you know, when muse strikes we are helpless before it!
Indeed we are. Very true. This doesn’t usually happen to me. I usually get the inspiration for the content and then the words flow.
I like the way this one turned out though.