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Where or when things past
I know not the window of time
does it matter, why do you ask
Can you stop a runaway train
traveling on the wrong track
clickety-clack in falling rain
Standing on a lonely platform
watching arrivals & departures
trying to weather the storm
Where or when things past
I know not the window of time
does it matter, why do you ask
Can you start a new soul journey
if you’re stuck in some muck
should it even concern me
I could write heartfelt verses
would you feel my poetic words
unlocking the mysterious universe
Where or when things past
I know not the window of time
does it matter, why do you ask
Can dreams change our direction
can we intersect at the crossing
leading us on a path of transition
The wheels of time can be cruel
singing the ballads of yesterday
thinking of you, feeling blue
Where or when things past
I know not the window of time
does it matter, why do you ask
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For those looking for inspiration, here is our optional mini-prompt: write an ekphrastic poem based on Gertrude Abercrombie’s painting (see below) and/or use the title “Where or When (Things Past)”, as part of your poem.
Thoughtful and the repeat lines bring clarity to your conclusion.
ReplyDeleteNice poem! It feels a lot like a villanelle.
ReplyDeleteReally nice rhythm!
ReplyDeleteI love the repetition of your first stanza. Brings the nostalgia of the past in an uncomfortable light. But there is a glimmer of hope in this part:
ReplyDeleteCan dreams change our direction
can we intersect at the crossing
leading us on a path of transition
I love the metaphor of the train, there is only one way to go and that is to follow the tracks.
ReplyDeleteI really like this. And the hopefulness of being able to start a new soul journey.
ReplyDeleteI love the repetition and rhythm that makes me feel as if I'm riding on a train!
ReplyDeleteV nicely done....Ain
ReplyDeleteOoh, I love this one, Prue.
ReplyDeleteSuch fine poetry. The refrain, especially the line "does it matter, why do you ask" is so effective, Truedessa, as it seems to me hope and hopelessness vie for dominance throughout the poem.
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