Andrew, since you are a poet and your main interest in life is poetry, (I read your profile) why not join us here. We have a new prompt each week. It is to inspire new poetry or you can dig through your archives and search for a match for the prompt. It would be fun to have a new poet aboard. Sincerely, Linda
okay. here we go. firstly i'm rarely where i want to be.
STAR CROSSED LOVERS
heeeeyyyy! no disasters today that makes a nice change usually out of my range hard to get in to trouble when i go to another city all day
dunno about tomorrow though in to a bad city i have to go where people are the lowest of the low if only they learned about the world, so they could know
had a star crossed lover but we couldn't see the stars for the light pollution now it's over her pollution was no solution. " all you need is love " - the beatles.
I really like your take on the prompt!! I like how you used the Beatles "all you need is love" for your ending. It is the solution to the pollution!!!! All anyone needs is love...
"Dunno about tomorrow though in to a bad city I have to go..." I love these lines and how you put them to use in your poem. I understand completely. nice poem
i like to slip a beatles line in at the end. just about everything they wrote is quotable. thanks for reading and commenting everyone. i appreciate it. i think nearly all of us used to be on gotpoetry didn't we. i really miss that site. so many great poets work was lost, when john screwed it up - love and peace - paul.
Your usual good one, Paul F. So glad you'r joining us and contributing your unique voice to our weekly collection of confection--or is it a bouquet? Yes, I think so, each week is a unique bouquet so fun to be part of.
Where are you right this second, can you really say Is your place worth it for how much you had to pay When you look around do you see your hearts desire or did you turn your back and bank those roaring fires
Are you laughing or crying or just super pissed, is everything okay or is there something you've missed We are the judge and jury on the truth of our lives We need to abide in good places and stay out of dives
Your mind is your center where you call all the shots It's up to you when you want to connect the dots As long as you're loving the ones that you're with you can always tell the truth and never plead the fifth
Where's the ultimate place that we wish to reside to me it's the shelter of love with my mate by my side To care for someone wholly with all that you possess can heal you achy heart and teach you to progress
good questions and good poem. i like how you ask each if they are where they want to be and then lead us to the conclusion that you have found that yes, you are where you wanted to be. i like that the rhyme flows and doesn't feel forced. good job!
I thought this was a hard prompt papa but you made it seem easy. I really liked your poem. I want the same thing that you want. I want a life with the shelter of love and my mate by my side.
nice one paul. that's 18 paul's i know now. it's all mc cartneys fault ha ha. great poem. i tend to be laughing, crying and super pissed all the time these days. the judge is still out on my life, but the jury are shaking their heads - love and peace - paul.
You ask if I’m where I want to be In life? In location? In a relationship? I wonder if anyone is where they Dreamed when they were young And the road was new and paved With promises of new adventures To unfold as we stepped onto virgin paths. But forks and side roads interrupted our Way with distractions that changed Our ideas of where and what we wanted. We lost our way to our destination And woke up one day wondering What happened - where did the path Twist and turn so much we couldn’t find Our way back to our original dream. So the dream is lost, the path is crossed With weeds and brambles that make us Stumble and sometimes fall. Then we see the end of life and ask ourselves Are we where we want to be?
I'm still young and still dreaming about where I want to be when I get older. You are right, there are many forks in the road and they go this way and that way. I hope I can find my dream. This is a very nice poem. I enjoyed it very much.
Bonnie, I really enjoyed listening to your poem. It made a lot of sense and had a lot of hard reality in it like the "weeds and brambles that make us stumble and sometimes fall..." You have a good way with words.
i tried to follow the yellow brick road, but ended up in the dark haunted forest. oh, and i know some wicked witches too ha ha. there is an old buddhist saying that goes " the path and the gateway have no use or meanibg, once the objective is in site " - love and peace - paul.
Oh My! A very telling commentary on life. For sure I never expected to end up where I did, in fact I couldn't have imagined it! Your descriptions are so fine.
when I dream my dreams are lovely it is as yesterday once more where love was kissing my cheek where hopes had dreams and one could see the blossom of loves desire
leaves fall now in the park autumns coldness brings the dark death marches toward winter's fate young love lost at the graveyards gate
and now I hold a cane I have all but forgotten yesterday my friends are all but gone to their places in the ground I remember vodka and orange juice and friends telling me life was jolly if only there is love
leaves fall now in the park autumns coldness brings the dark death marches toward winters fate young love lost at the graveyard gate
This is a very beautiful poem. I love the imagery and the visuals. I can see the leaves falling in the park and you holding the cane as a very old person. I think you did a good job on this one.
I understand how you feel. For myself I always wanted to live to be 100. Now I'm not so sure. I live each day as it comes and like you, I'm happy to wake up each day. Nice poem. I smiled also.
At 18, 30 does sound old. But I live with your sister, my nana and watch her grow old and act like a kid so I am not afraid to grow old. I really like your poem. It is a very nice poem.
Interesting thought...I am surprised you remember that old saying, I remember it from the 50"s but I am the real grannie here (shhh) Well said with your usual panache.
both me and my doctors are amazed i'm still alive at fifty.after the way i lived my life i'm amazed i got out of my twenties.i am the invincible iron man - love and peace - paul.
I live in a camper I love it because it's in the woods I'm grateful for what I have I'm halfway to where I want to be
Mentally I'm where I want to be I'm filled with love and enjoyment love for my son and my other half the only thing I need is a home
But, I can't really say that because a home is what you make it I just need stability and structure I'm almost there, just far away
I know it will eventually fall into place I've had nothing and I've had everything I've had a home and I've been homeless I just want to meet up in the middle!
Breanne, I'm really glad you're sticking with us. I know it's rough sometimes but in the long run you have a bunch of poems to your credit! This is a very sensitive poem and I liked it very much.
I know where I don't want to be: weak, exhausted, feeling bad, feeling sad. I know where I do want to be: Strong, happy, pain free, working on me. I know where I was once: Lonely, wandering far, seeking my star. I know where I am now: Loving, learning, growing, sowing. How do I know how to be where I wish I'll look for the star that shines for the showing.
i like how you use opposite feelings of what once was and what is now to express how pleased you are to be where you are now in life love and place in general.
Oh, I am so happy you all liked it. Thank you very much. For sure it was an honest poem, and you all seem to have picked up on that. Many, many thanks to all!
Greetings from the UK.
ReplyDeleteThank you. Love love, Andrew. Bye.
Andrew, since you are a poet and your main interest in life is poetry, (I read your profile) why not join us here. We have a new prompt each week. It is to inspire new poetry or you can dig through your archives and search for a match for the prompt. It would be fun to have a new poet aboard. Sincerely, Linda
Deleteokay. here we go. firstly i'm rarely where i want to be.
ReplyDeleteSTAR CROSSED LOVERS
heeeeyyyy! no disasters today
that makes a nice change
usually out of my range
hard to get in to trouble when i go to another city all day
dunno about tomorrow though
in to a bad city i have to go
where people are the lowest of the low
if only they learned about the world, so they could know
had a star crossed lover
but we couldn't see the stars for the light pollution
now it's over
her pollution was no solution.
" all you need is love " - the beatles.
- love and peace - paul.
I really like your take on the prompt!! I like how you used the Beatles "all you need is love" for your ending. It is the solution to the pollution!!!! All anyone needs is love...
DeleteGood one! I'll add it to the collection.
Deletemany a star crossed lover has taken us from the path we thought we were on only to divert us to places we never wanted to be. interesting write.
Delete"Dunno about tomorrow though
Deletein to a bad city I have to go..." I love these lines and how you put them to use in your poem. I understand completely. nice poem
My favorite lines are: "had a star crossed lover / but we couldn't see the stars for the light pollution." Nice write.
DeleteNice poem, Paul Fowler. I like how you used the Beatles in your poem. It added a dimension to it. Very nice poem.
Deletei like to slip a beatles line in at the end. just about everything they wrote is quotable. thanks for reading and commenting everyone. i appreciate it. i think nearly all of us used to be on gotpoetry didn't we. i really miss that site. so many great poets work was lost, when john screwed it up - love and peace - paul.
DeleteYour usual good one, Paul F. So glad you'r joining us and contributing your unique voice to our weekly collection of confection--or is it a bouquet? Yes, I think so, each week is a unique bouquet so fun to be part of.
Deletethank tash.only seconds left on the 'puter. i love this site. most of my friends are on here and it encourages me to write.
DeleteAre You There
ReplyDeleteWhere are you right this second, can you really say
Is your place worth it for how much you had to pay
When you look around do you see your hearts desire
or did you turn your back and bank those roaring fires
Are you laughing or crying or just super pissed,
is everything okay or is there something you've missed
We are the judge and jury on the truth of our lives
We need to abide in good places and stay out of dives
Your mind is your center where you call all the shots
It's up to you when you want to connect the dots
As long as you're loving the ones that you're with
you can always tell the truth and never plead the fifth
Where's the ultimate place that we wish to reside
to me it's the shelter of love with my mate by my side
To care for someone wholly with all that you possess
can heal you achy heart and teach you to progress
good questions and good poem. i like how you ask each if they are where they want to be and then lead us to the conclusion that you have found that yes, you are where you wanted to be. i like that the rhyme flows and doesn't feel forced. good job!
Deletethe rhyme and rhythm are right on and the poem is very good. I enjoyed it very much
DeleteI like this a lot. You are getting much more proficient at the rhythm to go with the rhyme.
DeleteI thought this was a hard prompt papa but you made it seem easy. I really liked your poem. I want the same thing that you want. I want a life with the shelter of love and my mate by my side.
Deletenice one paul. that's 18 paul's i know now. it's all mc cartneys fault ha ha. great poem. i tend to be laughing, crying and super pissed all the time these days. the judge is still out on my life, but the jury are shaking their heads - love and peace - paul.
DeleteReally good one, Paul B. Thanks for the interesting take on our own idea.
DeleteWhere?
ReplyDeleteYou ask if I’m where I want to be
In life? In location? In a relationship?
I wonder if anyone is where they
Dreamed when they were young
And the road was new and paved
With promises of new adventures
To unfold as we stepped onto virgin paths.
But forks and side roads interrupted our
Way with distractions that changed
Our ideas of where and what we wanted.
We lost our way to our destination
And woke up one day wondering
What happened - where did the path
Twist and turn so much we couldn’t find
Our way back to our original dream.
So the dream is lost, the path is crossed
With weeds and brambles that make us
Stumble and sometimes fall.
Then we see the end of life and ask ourselves
Are we where we want to be?
We all seem to have similar subjects this time. Nicely done.
DeleteI'm still young and still dreaming about where I want to be when I get older. You are right, there are many forks in the road and they go this way and that way. I hope I can find my dream. This is a very nice poem. I enjoyed it very much.
DeleteBonnie, I really enjoyed listening to your poem. It made a lot of sense and had a lot of hard reality in it like the "weeds and brambles that make us stumble and sometimes fall..." You have a good way with words.
Deletei tried to follow the yellow brick road, but ended up in the dark haunted forest. oh, and i know some wicked witches too ha ha. there is an old buddhist saying that goes " the path and the gateway have no use or meanibg, once the objective is in site " - love and peace - paul.
DeleteOh My! A very telling commentary on life. For sure I never expected to end up where I did, in fact I couldn't have imagined it! Your descriptions are so fine.
Deletethis poem touched my heart...in fact it touched my very soul...it's so beautiful and real...
ReplyDeletewhen I dream
ReplyDeletemy dreams are lovely
it is as yesterday
once more
where love was kissing my cheek
where hopes had dreams
and one could see the blossom of loves desire
leaves fall now in the park
autumns coldness brings the dark
death marches toward winter's fate
young love lost at the graveyards gate
and now I hold a cane
I have all but forgotten yesterday
my friends are all but gone
to their places in the ground
I remember vodka and orange juice
and friends telling me life was jolly
if only there is love
leaves fall now in the park
autumns coldness brings the dark
death marches toward winters fate
young love lost at the graveyard gate
awesome write! beautifully written.
DeleteLovely and poignant. Needs music.
DeleteThis is a very beautiful poem. I love the imagery and the visuals. I can see the leaves falling in the park and you holding the cane as a very old person. I think you did a good job on this one.
DeleteThis is a wow poem. it is very well put together and would definitely make a great song.
Delete" yesterday all my troubles seemed so far away " - love and peace paul.
DeleteOh my, poignant poem with such beautiful lyricism. I agree, need music.
DeleteHow old are you Tasha? I think it's a toss up as to who the real granny here is. I will be 71 next month. LOL
DeleteI never expected
ReplyDeleteto live past 30.
Live fast, die young,
leave a ... well ...
if not pretty, then young
and athletic, corpse.
Didn't expect
to get old,
older than I used to
think too old to live.
Yet, here I am,
sixty-four,
still wanting more from life.
But I'm happy to
wake up each day.
I love this one! I can relate to this one!!! well written and expressed with such joy it made me smile.
DeleteI understand how you feel. For myself I always wanted to live to be 100. Now I'm not so sure. I live each day as it comes and like you, I'm happy to wake up each day. Nice poem. I smiled also.
DeleteAt 18, 30 does sound old. But I live with your sister, my nana and watch her grow old and act like a kid so I am not afraid to grow old. I really like your poem. It is a very nice poem.
DeleteVictoria, yep, I never expected to live past 50. For some reason I thought that was the deadline. I am thankful for each new day. Nice poem.
DeleteInteresting thought...I am surprised you remember that old saying, I remember it from the 50"s but I am the real grannie here (shhh) Well said with your usual panache.
Deleteboth me and my doctors are amazed i'm still alive at fifty.after the way i lived my life i'm amazed i got out of my twenties.i am the invincible iron man - love and peace - paul.
DeleteI live in a camper
ReplyDeleteI love it because it's in the woods
I'm grateful for what I have
I'm halfway to where I want to be
Mentally I'm where I want to be
I'm filled with love and enjoyment
love for my son and my other half
the only thing I need is a home
But, I can't really say that
because a home is what you make it
I just need stability and structure
I'm almost there, just far away
I know it will eventually fall into place
I've had nothing and I've had everything
I've had a home and I've been homeless
I just want to meet up in the middle!
Breanne, I'm really glad you're sticking with us. I know it's rough sometimes but in the long run you have a bunch of poems to your credit! This is a very sensitive poem and I liked it very much.
DeleteGood job Breanne. It's fun having you here too. I enjoy hearing your poems.
DeleteI love having a young voice here. Very refreshing. Nice take on the prompt.
DeleteYes, and such a lovely young voice as well, thank you, Breanne for sticking with us, you are a fine young poet.
Deletethese things take time breanne. you'll get there - love and peace - paul.
DeleteWhere I want to be
ReplyDeleteI know where I don't want to be:
weak, exhausted, feeling bad, feeling sad.
I know where I do want to be:
Strong, happy, pain free, working on me.
I know where I was once:
Lonely, wandering far, seeking my star.
I know where I am now:
Loving, learning, growing, sowing.
How do I know how to be where I wish
I'll look for the star that shines for the showing.
Nice poem, I like the way it reads aloud. You seemed to cover all aspects of your life. good job...
DeleteI really like this poem a lot. I feel that I could have written exactly the same thing if I knew how. It said everything that I would have said.
DeleteTasha, nice poem, I enjoyed listening to it. I especially loved the last line.
Deletei like how you use opposite feelings of what once was and what is now to express how pleased you are to be where you are now in life love and place in general.
DeleteI like this take on the prompt. I love the "I know where I don't want to be." Yes!! Yes!!
DeleteOh, I am so happy you all liked it. Thank you very much. For sure it was an honest poem, and you all seem to have picked up on that. Many, many thanks to all!
Deletei once had a pretty star, but she turned out to be a black hole. hope your star keeps shining - love and peace - paul.
DeleteGreat poetry on this one, very impressive!!! I'll comment on each one, I thought this was a difficult prompt yet so many good takes on it! Wow!
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