'Push your way through, -- ram into that train,.. ' - push way through life and what it holds, perhaps..
You've really suggested movement in your thoughts about this image. There's a near urgency in what you see; similarities to the comings and goings in Life, day to day, ever changing.
Easy to become a sheep. Follow the path of many. Not the few.
"Push your way through,
ram into that train,
stuffed and choking
go down the stream."
Most of us will follow the stream. Hard to find the free places. Thank you for sharing the excellent poetry.
Coyote
Posted 9 Years Ago
9 Years Ago
Thanks a lot, Coyote! It is most definitely hard to step away but will be worth it later, right? :)
i think it changed years ago....i always love to walk in the rain---it is so refreshing....but in this paranoid world we are always thinking "protect ourselves from any danger"
since when did rain become a danger....people are so afraid of getting colds...we were out in the rain all the time, and we survived...
this poem makes me want to run out into the next rainstorm that happens...
refreshing.
j.
Posted 9 Years Ago
9 Years Ago
Thank you so much, Jacob. Been away for a very long while. But I must tell you, just after writing t.. read moreThank you so much, Jacob. Been away for a very long while. But I must tell you, just after writing this and reading your few reviews, I wondered if I was doing justice to what is here.
Couple of days later, on a particularly rainy day when the roads are flooded and jammed, I was in a car and I saw this mother-daughter pair walking. They must be returning from school. The girl was in her uniform holding onto her mothers hand and latter was holding an umbrella, school bag perched on her shoulder. While I sat there stuck in traffic, I was watching them go. I realised they would be moving onto a part of the road where there is a huge puddle and most definitely get splashed. Already imagining how they would curse and scowl at the passing by vehicle, I waited eagerly like watching a suspense filled scene in a movie.
To my utmost and pleasant surprise, they were giggling and smiling after they got a bit splashed and walked on. I smiled for the rest of the day. Also I made sure I walk in drizzle the next few days.
Reading your review made me want to run into a rainstorm...
A silent observer, goof, crazy, imagination overload.
Writing is essentially putting a part of me on to a paper.
All of it.
Ugly, sad, dark.
Happy, cheeky, beautiful.
All of those words I deeme.. more..