Steps we take today, all that matters now,
our yesterdays awash cold stones worn smooth
and footprints swept away, a sea’s lost scow,
regards regrets, which surfed to death, won’t soothe.
Our shipwrecked finds and deep-sea dives as fine
as school us; past, fast-forwards memory’s best;
there rests, saps air, steals draught from sail’s design,
to surge our future; tack, the currents test.
We see the costs of time lost to lament,
without compass caught in eddying drifts:
what tales he’d write! one claimed of life’s torment;
his diary’s last days suggests such gifts.
Aft, our yesterdays; fore, the unknown shore;
now, next yesterday; one we can make more.
I am so glad that I stopped by -- this is a wonderment to behold! A truly exceptional poetic write that has rhythmic perfection interwoven into it and through it. Bravo!!
Robert
Reviewed by ***** ********* (Reader)
Reviewed on August 10, 2004
NAILED that meter and rhyming scheme, didn't ya? <Smile!> VERY WELL DONE! Simply presented, this is a very complex philosophical write: you say a lot without preaching, by actually saying very little and implying much!
O yes, Helga, I like this. It speaks to me. Robert nailed it: "sailing through possibility..." I see a change in your recent writings. Something different is emerging; a bold and strong spirited poetic voice I like very much!
All excellent lines in this fabulous poem ,my favorite lines were:
'We see the costs of time lost to lament,
without compass caught in eddying drifts'
I wish I had written that!
Best wishes
from
kay.
Since I'm the first to review it, I'll tell you strongly, this is one that takes the reader along on the voyage. Your words paint a beautiful picture without the illustration, but it, too, is very fitting. Good show! - Bill
The deep-dive literary meditations presented as stories, poems, and essays in The American Poet Who Went Home Again, A Mosaic of My Soul at Work, have captivated and inspired readers ever since its first paperback publication in 2008.
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I am so glad that I stopped by -- this is a wonderment to behold! A truly exceptional poetic write that has rhythmic perfection interwoven into it and through it. Bravo!!
Robert
GREAT work!
Carmen :-)
Sandie May Angel
right into the premise of "all that matters now"
Superbly done!
'We see the costs of time lost to lament,
without compass caught in eddying drifts'
I wish I had written that!
Best wishes
from
kay.