The Place That I Desire Picked
I deem that I have wandered far
too long upon this way –
so many stones beneath my feet
and thorns whereon I lay.
With countless twists and turns revealed,
each one so hard to know –
it seems unclear to comprehend
the better way to go.
So everywhere I look for signs
to take me through this maze
of tangled dreams and hopes unmet
that lead to brighter days.
Perhaps inscribed on every stone
or hidden in the mire
I’ll find the runes that guide me to
the place that I desire.
So happy to be reading your inspiring words once again. Sue.
Thanks Sue. Haven’t written anything for a long time until now. Kind of you to visit my work again.
Val x
Thank you for sharing. An inspiring poem. I have discovered through my life’s journey that that “the place that I desire” is where the heart is most at peace.
Thank you for reading and commenting PilgermannBM, and yes, I agree with you. To find peace must be the greatest desire for us all.
Thoroughly enjoyed. A very skillfully wrought poem, with the rhythm and the rhymes flowing smoothly and easily showing your mastery of the medium.
Thank you Bhi for reading, and I appreciate your very kind comments. I am a returning member, and you will find all my previous work in the UKA Archives, if you wish to visit there. I am known for my rhythm and rhyme if that is your bag so to speak. I know it is not for everyone, as many prefer the more modern free verse style.
Even if you have not contributed for a long time you haven’t lost your flair, rhymed poetry is something in which you excel. This is no exception.
Thanks Luigi. Rhyme is in my head and it just won’t go away. It’s a wonder my shopping lists don’t rhyme too !!
Ah! having just commented on your earlier piece Val, this bears out what I felt about how you use rhyme to great effect. And I’m with you on rhyming in ones head – I have that too!
So yes, another delightful poem.
Dougie
Thank you again Dougie, appreciate you reading and commenting. When you lay me down to rest, please leave on my woolly vest !
Val
And to misquote the great bard Spike:
‘I must go down to the sea again,
to the lonely sea and the sky;
I left my vest and socks there
I wonder if they’re dry?’
Dougie
Ha, love it !
At the risk of seeming rude
this discourse I’ll now conclude:
On good authority I’m told
that 6ft-under’s bl…dy cold !
Val