Traveler's Solitude

Could it be in the travels of my mind
I will ever meet a parallel to my heart?

Could it be that somewhere along the way
I've passed a future never giving it a thought?

My sails have billowed in the winds of what will be.
Superior navigation guides me through this sea.

Through a misty porthole I see I have a choice;
To turbulent seas of fear behind...
...or endless horizons forever ahead.

I know the way of safety,
but somehow I need a hand.

Perhaps somewhere along the way
I'll find this one...
...if I take the time to land.

If left to chase a reflection of promise on crystal waters,
I'll return to a gift of peculiar peace...

Comments: 8

Shelly W. Jan 19, 2007, 8:49am EST

Very nice poem, choices of moving ahead, or to stay on land, which did you choose?

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Ike Graves Jan 19, 2007, 6:19pm EST

Great poem and great picture. I like the use of the porthole where you can see two sides of life, fear or hope. We all have to make choices, stay where it is safe on land because we fear the past and that it can repeat itself, or to forge ahead in anticipation of what lies ahead with a sense of adventure. Good for you.

I hope you forge ahead. I have been the one to play it safe all my life because of fear. Now, I have decided to set my sails into the unknown world of writing. I may flounder upon some rocky shore or succeed and discover new worlds.

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Sue D. Jan 20, 2007, 9:52pm EST

I enjoyed both the picture and the poem.

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Donna M. Mar 25, 2007, 8:35pm EDT

This is gorgeous - the picture AND the poem. Beautiful. Yes, this definitely deserves many, many stars and thoughtful comments. Now I'm on to read post number two.

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David P. Mar 26, 2007, 1:19am EDT

Another great job with both the image and the verse. These modes of conservatism and visionary adventure are the poles we bounce between. The clinging to the known and familiar is natural to us. I thind the branching out is just as natural to the human being. It make the tansion in our lives, and we respond to it in various ways given our circumstances and our develpment. Your are a thougtfull one to describe life.

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☆ ƒåitĥ ☆ Mar 26, 2007, 7:24pm EDT

I love this picture - it is a perfect fit for this poem. My favorite line is "Could it be that somewhere along the way I've passed a future never giving it a thought?" because I have felt that way too many times in my life. I think the best thing we can do is stop thinking about all of the "what if's" and just focus on what we have now and what is in front of us. This is beautifully written and I wish I had half the talent you do.

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Susan Marie Mar 26, 2007, 7:30pm EDT

Landen,

This is lovely. I always feel as if I found that parallel and it never ceases to go awry for some odd reason. Your ending . . makes me feel serene as in peace within self without another, finding that happiness within --> for yourself. That has to come first anyhow. In order for that parralell to be true. Now you just caysed me to answer my own question, no wonder things always went awry. I feel like me for the first time in my life (is this a confessional?)

This is beautiful.

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Kathleen M. Apr 12, 2007, 10:32pm EDT

Landen, so eloquent and engrossing. Beautiful job.

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