QUIXOTE IMPOSSIBLE
A dire quest now requires you
To get deep enough into situations to risk awkward
to be brave enough with no vacillation, to go onward
To recognize delicacy, be armed with intricacy, reversing inaccuracy born of those who have come from before , yet still dive straight into the maelstrom, preplan with detour designed , decline advice sure to come, to adapt and commit to be what It must be , plow through shocked shivered looks faced on companions that usually trust me.
Realize it’s just begun, expect no pity or glory, this war, this story engaged by an army of one
Know that you, yet ,don’t know dispossessed ,nor, yet, discovered gut wrenching loneliness
Yet you proceed without question or pause. Windmills be damned
BOBBY O
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Bobby O (
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- Comment from author about the poem: When you are tasked with the impossible or improbable. Be brave
- Category: Surrealist
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Becuz tt's wot one does .. even tho, the motivations might be numerous ..
Exactly
I think we attempt the impossible every day and achieve.Well done
You’re so right. Thanks for the read and your insight
This is so good!
The flow and message are on point.
Our own worst enemy is ourselves.
🪶 Thank you for sharing
Good creation, Bobby. Don and Sancho would love it. Love havuing imposible dreams.
I listened to some of your
you tube treats. Just in time to help me ween off Tony
“The way you sing off Key Key Jey”. We got a future duet or Trio to post if we bail the harmonies on
“And the world will be better for this, this one man , scorned and covered with scars, to fight with unbeatable courage, to reach….”
Thanx, Bobby.
“On companions that usually trust me” and then you have the period. Perfect time for pause you had our attention and trust moving forward-love the word play -cool and original piece, friend…
Way cool
Love reading Bobby
Think I'd also like to HEAR this one
Has a strength that jumps off the page
A cracker
I have read Don Quixote and this poem does him justice. like clouds on the horizon, It builds as it goes and ends in a thunder storm.. Usually I cite parts that I find most compelling but in this case it would be an injustice to not quote the whole poem.
Dig That!
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