Great work, Jude. I love the sentiment expressed here.

Wow read your stuff your insight into the human condition is beyond the norm you are a master of the craft of making people think great stuff my friend carry on

Everyone I know wants the world to be a better place, but it never happens. The wrong people are in charge, I guess. Strong contrasts in this poem, Jude.
Sheila

Admixture of Shakespeare and John Lennon. Would it be wonderful?

Ron

Yes that would be wonderful and as long as one soul can think it, it becomes a possibility! Thank you for adding positive thouhts to a world that needs it :-)

It won't happen in this world brother but in answer to your question and analogy, it certainly would be great.

Utopia is to be found I reckon when we come to the end of oursleves so as to speak, and allow the spirit to move the pieces.

Jerry

... methinks "not be" for the first half of the poem; O/D-ing on fun, fun, fun only leads to malaise, boredom and acute frustration in the end. Us perverse mortals need the shadows of ups and downs to keep goodly metamorphosis on the move - like prunes for the digestive tract! :)) Gotta keep the wheels in motion to break the cycles, not perpetuate them. But your "be"s in the second half are certainly passion-provoking - to whit I will mostly bite my lip, save to say that I love the echoes of circling in the final lines, moving us beyond the toxic patterns on a fresh trajectory upwards. "Teaching your children" and "remembering" somehow cut me to the quick this evening - such thoughts remind me of songs from the seventies by Crosby Stills and Nash and Richie Havens which used to strike a chord with me even though I was still only about sixteen.

... And anyways it's all about love when it comes down to it, isn't it? It always is. From Shakespeare right through to John and Yoko, it's what all sentient life is searching for and aspiring to lead to. I'll leave you with these thoughts from the trailer of Bright Star: they're words spoken by John Keats to Fanny Brawne - "I almost wished we were butterflies and lived but three summer days; three such days with you I could fill with more delight than fifty common years could ever contain." Says it all, really... Go John and Fanny... or John and Yoko! Kwestion Kate :)) xx

Yes. Wouldn't it be great? Simply a great piece of poetry, food for thoughts.

powerfully vivid write, jude.
now that you've got that off your chest, dear poet, go outside and listen to the grass grow.
cg

Everyone everywhere should be afforded a lifetime pass and I say you've been re-living your childhood lately in a few of your poems...we all need to revert to our pubescence every once in awhile, and even before that magical age in our first decade of interaction and fun-based Jellystone Park. And if we did as you say here, then we would have no fear of the Roller Coaster, Ferris Wheel, or Hammer Head rides, and the Zipper would send us into the galaxy of no fear...remember all of those carnival and fair rides?

"to retrace who we always were,
encircling our realignment

and by controlling our fears,
we could grow again
into the resurrection of our being"


S

...tremendous rush of blood to the head, Jude, in the best possible fashion...your imagery pretty much covers every Greek vase and Indian lovetext and Disney spectacle and every concern of a thinker; the opening lines reminded me in a parallel way of a headline on today's news in Singapore - the APEC meeting starts here tomorrow (or is that today?) and the delegates will have 63 tons (give or take a banana) of food prepared for them... is this a meeting of serious people seriously concerned about the planet and the future or is it a shovelling contest?

Thank you for making me sit up this morning.

John

A delightfully,wondrous,assortment of things to do ,places to go,and such colorful images portrayed in which to leave cares behind and clear the mind for some good old fashioned fun!We don't get enough of it in this troubled times we are living in! Thanks Jude, for the respite from the chaos! luv, et

There will always be evil in the world; but wouldn't it be nice if good people did not remain silent; for that is much more dangerous. Excellent poem.

Yes, great it would be, but nothing will happen until someone really believes it is possible. An excellent commentary, period.

Cheers and peace,
Dan

Not only "wouldn't it be great" but it would be enthusiastic with 100% on board. I'm still a Believer and I know this can be a super world if we could manage it . but, alas....we are mortal.
You have a wonderful poem with a picturesque view of what could happen, maybe....one day!
Love,
Susan

I love all your little verses, but the last one is really the one to start with, all others would then fall into place, I love your humour expressed in some of those lines. As always you squeeze some beauts out of that quill. Blessings! Jasmin Horst

Oh Jude!...Utopia coming to mind? Keep on dreaming, who knows, maybe one day the Universe turns crazy and let it all happens!!!

Georg

Jude? You mean the whole world is not a giant theme park? :Oo (i liked the slightly weird fury flower pots, reminded me to water the hyacinths) - and the end half is splendid.

Excellent work.Its always a pleasure to read your poems.take care

Yeah to all of it, I suppose, Jude / It's like wishing upon a star . . .

A wonderful dream that touches on a the smoke induced hopes of the sixties...sadly the reality is far from this and all we can do is grab on and ride the good with the bad irregardless of hopes and dreams.
fee

Jude, it would be nice, but ..... I love the way your poem travels through our emotions like a roller coaster ride gone crazy. You simply never cease to challenge your readers and by allowing them to come to their own conclusions as to what you are really saying, entertains me to no end. I love to read what others comment, it is always such a diverse group of opinions. Sometimes I think you really enjoy watching us from your seat at the top of that incredible mind of yours. You know how to get your readers minds thinking and processing. Boldly I say: You are the king of poetry and I bow to your graces.
With much peace, light and love,
Amber "V"

love all the color, and images...it is a feast for the senses...and yes, it would be nice and uplifting to create that reality

a lovely poem of wisdom, and ...fantasy

Yes, wouldn't it be nice? All that you say is a gentle reminder that we must be the captains of our ship and that peace, love and understanding begins with the face we see in the mirror. There is no magic potion that is going to end government greed and no special dust that is going to take away pain and suffering. Those things are up to us. We can accept the fate that is dealt to us or we can change it to be what we need to fulfill our dreams. Exceptional work, Jude. This is an excellent poem and take on the current state of the world.
Take care,
Sherry