Saturday, 14 August 2010

Long Live the Poetry Bus!

This week Enchanted Oak gives us two pictures to choose one and write about it. I have chosen the picture of a boat - an empty boat. moored in a quiet place. This is my offering:-

On seeing an empty boat.


There was a time
when I wished to be
in a boat,
on the sea.
When the distant scene
held a place in my head
and the here
and the now
lay dead.

Then you came and stood
on my horizon.
My vision was restricted.
I knew that you were my
Voyage of Discovery,
my inspiration,
my destination.

22 comments:

Enchanted Oak said...

Your love poem is beautiful, Weaver. The discovery that the richest voyage is the one before you, not the one on the far horizon, resonates with me.

Pondside said...

I don't usually comment on poetry posts. This one is beautiful - it says something to me too.

Helen said...

Weaver, dreaming in the here and now is good ... love your Bus offering.

Pamela Terry and Edward said...

As usual, lovely.

Gwei Mui said...

Yes beautiful indded. What is it about boats?
"I knew that you were my
Voyage of Discovery,
my inspiration,
my destination."

Heather said...

What a beautiful poem Pat - so full of meaning which will reach out to many readers. I couldn't take part this week as I was unable to access Enchanted Oak's blog for some reason. The links just wouldn't work for me. I'm just going to read your poem again.

George said...

A wonderful love poem, Pat, but it leaves me wondering who the "you" is -- a person, the divine, the present moment. No need to know, however; the mystery adds life to the poem.

Karen said...

How sweet and simple and compelling this is! It's a beautiful testament to love.

Cloudia said...

well felt!




Warm Aloha from Waikiki :)

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mrsnesbitt said...

A lovely poem Pat! As you know, we are not far from Whitby and visit there at least once a week. The rows and rows of boats always conjur up stories and pictures!

Dave King said...

I like this poem very much indeed. It is a clever response to the prompt and a sensitive approach to the subject you have made from it. It works on all levels. Great contribution.

jinksy said...

Well, you've certainly sailed the waters of life...

Derrick said...

Beautifully simple and simply beautiful, Weaver!

Reader Wil said...

Very beautiful poem! I admire you for the poet you are and many other great qualities. Thanks for your comment. I remember what you told about your first husband.War is hell.

angryparsnip said...

Absolute Beautiful !
I felt every word.

cheers, parsnip

Titus said...

What a beautiful take on the prompt, Weaver. A love poem emerges from a history and sails to a future.

Niamh B said...

I really like this Weaver - as always your candidness is refreshing, and I love how the tragedy of the here and now lying dead was changed in the end.
beautiful

The Weaver of Grass said...

Thanks for the kind comments. Haven't read it to the farmer yet - shall have to choose my moment!

NanU said...

I love how you see so many possibilities from one lonely, still, boat.

Erratic Thoughts said...

I am all for the love you have described in the poem...
There is a potent sweetness to it-Loved it!

Yvonne Osborne said...

I like it, the transistion from first stanza to second and this line in particular...."when the distant scene held a place in my head." We often do that, neglecting what lies in front of us.

Thank you!

Totalfeckineejit said...

Beautiful Weaver, one of your best.A natural poetic quality, pure and simple and lovely.

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