The Icarus Syndrome

Today I felt the heat of the Icarus Syndrome…

Scorch marks leave a trail across my tender soul…

The years had taught me to layer protection from the ravages of love.
Do not expose unguarded fragments of my being between the hours of getting to know you and “this is goodbye”…
Stay in the shade and cool of surface connections.

My diligent regime had served me well through the years.
I do bare the markings of having occasionally lapsed in my daily routine, but wear them as talisman to ward off possible future sun bursts.

When did the first wisp of changing reasoning in my life come forth?
Was it the tick tock of my own inner clock, reaching that hour of life that flings open the doors to possibilities?
For if I do not take the leap now will it be lost to me forever…?

The first unprotected exposure left me tingling, reaching for the soothing ointment of self preservation.
Each time I stayed out in the open exposed for longer. Learning to bask in the light of a new awakening.

The warmth that was radiated toward me and accepted deep within, created thermals around me.
I had the overwhelming desire to take flight.

My wings which had lain dormant and crumpled since birth, were stretched and tended to with gentleness and nurture.
For I still had a sense of wanting to run and hide.
To stay layered and protected for fear of the burn.

But I took flight…

Too many moments of disclosure, connection and understanding blocked out the warning mantras I had laid so much store by.
So much was said and felt, not said but still felt…

I began to soar…

The horizon was obtainable… it shimmered a welcome dawn to the new.

I climbed higher…

I could feel the first tinges of heat scorching my wings.

But I continued to climb…

This is glorious, I could fly forever. Free, open. Endless sky to swoop and swirl through… time has no meaning up here… looking down the world is so small… I see shadows and shapes moving to the rhythm of everyday life… but not my life…

I stay high above…
ignoring any pain I feel…
nothing can affect me now…
I have beaten my own game of hide and maybe seek…

I look up, into the face of the blazing sun.
The eyes of Icarus hold mine, we share a knowing.

We both sought freedom and paid the price…

AF Matthews

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A repost – I had taken it down, but after being chastised by my dear friend Karen (Arcadia Tempest), I have put it up again…

This came from a moment of a feeling and then envolved into something else!

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  • Arcadia Tempest
    Arcadia Tempestover 4 years ago

    • Oh I am sooo glad you have taken heed of my prodding you. When something is written with such heart and composed where the reader is taken along not just as a spectator but part of the living recording then it should see the light of day me thinks.
    I really think thus far this is one of your finest pieces of prose. This write has emotional hinges that we are able to swing from high to low upon. …xoxox

  • Thanks dear friend for the Prod!! sometimes it is what I need – probably more times that I wish to admit too!! xxx

    – Teacup

  • Sybille Sterk
    Sybille Sterkover 4 years ago

    Fabulous write. This sooooo resonates with me.

  • Thanks you so much for the wonderful comment… its a wonderful feeling when someone can connect with what I have written. xx

    – Teacup

  • Rex Inkpen
    Rex Inkpenover 4 years ago

    beautiful tender heartfelt work..
    I look up, into the face of the blazing sun.
    The eyes of Icarus hold mine, we share a knowing.
    -there;s no fooling some.

  • sometimes we realise too late, but then if we new it in the beginning would we still do it anyway?? Thanks for reading and commenting Rex.x

    – Teacup

  • Soaps
    Soapsover 4 years ago

    I am glad Karen chastised you, but I wish I could remember what I had written too xxxx ;0)

  • It was a wonderful comment and I really appreciated it! thanks. xx

    – Teacup

  • rubyjo
    rubyjoover 4 years ago

    wow teacup, wow.
    so gentle
    such a telling read and i swear i was flying with you
    so glad you reposted, love

  • Hi Rubyjo, so sorry its taken me this long to reply… thanks so much for the wonderful comment. xxx

    – Teacup

  • Fuego1
    Fuego1over 4 years ago

    I am thrilled you were convinced to repost. It’s wonderful.

  • Hello there friend, thanks for the comment, I’m glad I reposted too! xx

    – Teacup

  • Ushna Sardar
    Ushna Sardarover 4 years ago

  • Thank you so much Ushna for the feature – I am late in replying, my apologies – will go and thank the group now… xxx

    – Teacup

  • * RoyAllenHunt *
    * RoyAllenHunt *over 4 years ago

    Magnificent writing! You made me feel as if I were on the flight with you. Indeed I’ve had my own journeys like yours. But when the mighty wind blows, no matter how tightly wrapped you are, you’ll be stripped and layed bare in the end. Congrats on the feature.

  • Thanks so much Roy for stopping by and leaving such an awesome comment – its always great to hear from someone new. xx

    – Teacup

  • Alison Pearce
    Alison Pearceover 4 years ago

    I am so glad you reposted!!

  • Cheers Alison, really appreciated your comment the first time round. xx

    – Teacup

  • Arcadia Tempest
    Arcadia Tempestover 4 years ago

    Congrats on the feature :O))))

  • Thanks dear friend for soooo many things. xxx

    – Teacup

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