Gone the path and familiar trails, the past does not last
Settled under the dust of lost trust and asphalt of change it pales
Map lost in a romantic brain, now a wandering mind's domain
Hands by life's rope burned, a lesson learned that longs for days of yore
Docked sits a boat, on beaches remote, far from nostalgic shore
Our lines we cast in the past of waters that are no more
To fish for a wish of what swam there before
On water there are no guiding signs or painted lines no watery map of brail
Long is the trail in tears we wail and set our sail on rough waves of travail
Before we close mind's door on that distant shore that is no more
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I like to linger on these distant ans so familiar shores...
And unfortunately so do I Lorenz. Thanks for the read and comment it is appreciated
The last ship has sailed, never to return.
Now we talk of life instead of living it.
Still, the armchair is welcoming and there's bound to be some repeat on the telly to enjoy.
Makes you want to set sail now.
A deep thanks Paul for the read and comment it is most appreciated
Upon re-examining your poem after deleting my first comment, I gained a deeper understanding and appreciation for the vivid imagery it conveys, and I regret my earlier haste in judgment, for which I offer my sincerest apologies. Soren, your poem revolves around the themes of nostalgia, loss, and the passage of time. The speaker reflects on the fading memories of the past and the inevitability of change, suggesting a longing for what once was but can no longer be reclaimed. The poet includes the emotional weight of lost trust, the disorientation of life's journey, and the desire to reconnect with a forgotten or idealized past. You painted vivid pictures of twilight, dust, and remote beaches, allowing readers to visualize the emotional landscape.
your Metaphor, is that the “boat” symbolizes the journey of life, while “waters that are no more” represent lost opportunities or memories.
I thank you again Friendship for your read and interpretation that sees a different angle of the poem and expands upon different emotions. It is most appreciated
You're so welcome, my friend.😊👍
A fine write SB.
Thank you Orchi a most heartfelt thanks for the read and comment my friend
A fine write, sorendarrett.
Thank you so much Jerry for your read and comment it is most appreciated
And while we still have time...won't we?
Thank you NinjaGirl for your read and comment. I appreciate you stopping by.
The past has gone soren and given us the experience to move forward in our lives.
Andy
Thanks so much Andy and it is true that none of us would be where we are without it. Appreciate the review and comment
Every December I Read 'A Christmas Carol'.
This is Like Scrooge and the Ghost of Christmas Past; Looking at Past years of when we were younger. People long gone : and much missed. Enjoyed your Poam.
Thank you Kevin for your review and comment it is most appreciated and valued
Beautifully written poem filled with Romantic longing...great stuff!
Thank you so much Dominic for the read and review of this piece it is most appreciated and valued
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