Once, during a day of training,
Overcast with spots of raining
I sat dreaming, scheming of
Adventure I may never see.
Oceans beckoned with their mystery
Old cathedrals whispered history
Mountain treks so cold and misty
Hoping soon to set me free
From my velvet agony.
The Taj Mahal, the Louvre Museum
The pyramids, the Coliseum
Call to me, a lusty, eager
Counterplay to ennui.
Then, I stop. What am I doing?
No far land is worth pursuing
When instead I could be cooing
To the grandson on my knee.
He’s the sight I’d rather see.
Sometimes fate from up behind us
Sneaks a sudden gift of kindness
Balancing the wanton yearnings,
Silencing the urgent pleas.
Maybe one day I’ll be found
Again exploring foreign ground
But until then I’m homeward bound.
Exploring life quite happily
Sometimes home can set you free.
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Chosen because I thought it was a great and unexpected, almost startling blending of two totally different theme images. I would never have thought of used condoms as dead jellyfish on my own, that's for sure. I like it when an author can pluck two seemingly unconnected images and make them work together on the page.
1 comment:
Love this poem, Peg. Universal truth, last line wonderful in summation, lovely language. Good for you - you should find a way to publish! Gay
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