romanticised ideal
I have said goodbye to some
In the last short while
Bid farewell to one without
So much as a smile
Overwhelmed by the magnitude
Of all I had and lost
And what I wouldn’t do
To have them back at any cost
But perhaps indeed just some of these
Were only in my mind
Dreams and visions, hopes and plans
Each precious in their kind
Transfixing on the size and scale
Of all to be achieved
Immobilised and so unsure -
How can I best succeed
When all around is dismal past
And romanticised ideals?
Struggle through the joy and pain:
How should they really feel?
And now, quite unwillingly,
I’ll acquaint myself again
With solitude and distance
Far more foe than friend
on August 6th, 2007 at 8:08pm
Matt, I can’t say I understand all of the meaning behind that poem (the choleric in me wants to understand, but I think with poetry its better not understanding), but my soul connects with the feeling behind the poem… And I just wanted you to know. Thank you! Bec
PS – loved how you quoted your Dad on the site – he is a very wise man
on August 23rd, 2007 at 11:16pm
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