ever onward

arqios


Notice of absence from arqios
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Each tick of the clock
propels me forward


Memories play catch
dappling light from shadows
calling me away again


with every breath, I grasp


gasping at brilliant flashes
The years may be slipping
but I've forged past


that icy stream, its ripples
drive me onward still

 

 

 

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  • Goldfinch60

    Each moment we move forward brings us joy arqios.

    Andy

    • arqios

      Thanks AndyπŸ™πŸ»πŸ•ŠοΈ

    • orchidee

      Good write A. I wondered why I wasn't moving forwards - cos I was walking backwards! heehee.

      • arqios

        That does go onwards in the opposite direction, as they say in the train- β€œπŸš‚ in the direction of travel” πŸ™πŸ»πŸ•ŠοΈπŸ€£

        • orchidee

          LOL.

        • orchidee

        • Mutley Ravishes

          The road goes ever on……

          • arqios

            Some may be bricked in yellowπŸ™πŸ»πŸ•Š

          • sorenbarrett

            The journey of life and existence. I particularly love the second stanza. The first line being quite creative. Nicely done Cryptic

            • arqios

              It could be the dappled call away, I feel that has quite an effect on dreamers and literati πŸ™πŸ»πŸ•Š

              • sorenbarrett

                It is in (memories playing catch that my mind wanders. So many possibilities here.

                • arqios

                  Oh nice, thanks for that; it helps to know what has clicked with readers in the reading. πŸ™πŸ»πŸ•Š

                • Poetic Licence

                  The roads we travel, deep breath and pushing on, nicely written

                  • arqios

                    Thanks kindlyπŸ™πŸ»πŸ•Š

                    • Poetic Licence

                      You are welcome

                    • Tristan Robert Lange

                      Icy streams indeed, so icy one might remain frozen in place should they not forge ahead. Imagery superb and the poem stunnging. Well done, my friend! A fave for sure! πŸŒΉπŸ‘πŸ•―οΈ

                      • arqios

                        I am wondering if the image was sort of a visual aid or a distraction. For some poems it works wonders but sometimes not, for the rest. πŸ™πŸ»πŸ•ŠοΈ

                        • Tristan Robert Lange

                          I hear you there. As for the imagery, I was referring to the imagery in your poem; however, I did not find the picture to be a distraction. When one first comes into it, it could seem like it might be about a hiking trek; however, a close read will lead one to realize the picture is not meant to be taken literally. So, in short, I did not find it distracting at all, it more unfolded as an aid with the poem.

                          • arqios

                            Ah, that is really good to know; and discerning the separation of the image’s intent from that of the poem is quite admirable. Unfolding can be such a wonderful word! Thanks again for the engagement of your friendship πŸ•ŠπŸ™πŸ»

                            • Tristan Robert Lange

                              You are most welcome, and right back atcha! Glad for our poetically engaging friendship as well. πŸ–€πŸ•―οΈ

                            • Friendship

                              Well written ,Your poem seem to express the complexities of moving forward in life while being influenced by past experiences, ultimately conveying a message of resilience and hope amidst the challenges of time.

                              • arqios

                                Thanks FriendshipπŸ™πŸ»πŸ•ŠοΈsome are into labels and categories and that’s fine; helps organise and make sense of it all! That’s quite the way to put it; most appreciated πŸ™πŸ»πŸ•ŠοΈ

                              • Accidental Poet

                                A man may stop long enough to take in the beauty of the moment, the experience and his surroundings. But he must move on for more awaits him on the path before him. πŸ˜‰πŸ‘

                                • arqios

                                  Indeed, AP; Thank you most kindlyπŸ™πŸ»πŸ•Š



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