Icarus

Bright blue eyes,
Hair golden like the sun
Pearly white wings fledged from the mid of his back
Sewn together with feathers
Looking down below,
Villagers going about their day
Viewing the amorous sky,
He felt the desire, the need to soar
Without thought, he jumped!
Spread his wings and soared high
High toward the hot sun,
The sun that instantaneously melted his wings
The beautiful boy fell
Spiraling down straight into the water
Villagers gaped for only a moment,
Before they turned their eyes
And then went on with their day
Icarus has fallen.


*This poem is based off the following information below that I took from:
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Icarus


Escape from Crete:
Icarus' father, Daedalus, a talented craftsman, attempted to escape from his exile in Crete, where he and his son were imprisoned at the hands of King Minos, the king for whom he had built the Labyrinth to imprison the Minotaur (part man, part bull). Daedalus, the master craftsman, was exiled because he gave Minos' daughter, Ariadne, a clew of string in order to help Theseus, enemy of Minos, survive the Labyrinth and defeat the Minotaur.

Daedalus fashioned two pairs of wings out of wax and feathers for himself and his son. Before they took off from the island, Daedalus warned his son not to fly too close to the sun, nor too close to the sea. Overcome by the giddiness that flying lent him, Icarus soared through the sky curiously, but in the process he came too close to the sun, which melted the wax. Icarus kept flapping his wings but soon realized that he had no feathers left and that he was only flapping his bare arms. And so, Icarus fell into the sea in the area which bears his name, the Icarian Sea near Icaria, an island southwest of Samos.[1]