Connections

Connections

A Poem by Chris Shaw
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muse is singing again, bringing me lyrics

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some have found their silver
though others search for gold
some are hooked on passion
afraid they'll end up cold
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and some are never satisfied
with a fear of growing old
yet most are quite content it seems
to find an anchor's solid hold
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in the safety of a harbour
now surely that is priceless
those arms that long to hold you
far better than lost treasure
more valuable than gold

© 2020 Chris Shaw


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This poem is so beautifully relevant in today's times when most have become so material. Asides from chasing accomplishments, we envy others for the stuff they have and forget to count our loved ones as our biggest blessings. Your words always bring us to great realizations, dear Chris. Thanks for sharing such positivity today.

Posted 2 Years Ago


2 of 2 people found this review constructive.

Chris Shaw

2 Years Ago

Dear DIVYA, an older poem out for an airing. I so appreciate you sharing your thoughts. We sadly do.. read more



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True words, dear Miss.. What can you do, everyone is just trying to get by, with their peculiarities.. When we are never satisfied, we keep going far and wide for our purposes, and may just not care to hold those arms longing to reach us, would rather hold the lost treasures instead.. Unless, we learn to acknowledge the valuable treasures which are connections, but then.. It gets too late. All in a quest to strengthen the anchor's hold, harbour safe or not.. In a way, maybe the anchor is the prime treasure in a world of survival and ocean..

Posted 3 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Chris Shaw

3 Years Ago

Oops look at the typos, sorry.
Archishman Rick

3 Years Ago

Hahaha that's no issue. I actually like the Spanish sound of that name you cooked up for me ;)
Chris Shaw

3 Years Ago

You are too kind and I love your sense of humour :)
firm anchor .. and safe harbor ... pretty rare find in the world .. as nothing in it is made to last ;) if we cling to any of the mentioned "addictions" we are disappointed ... i think the thing we really want is Heaven ... its just we are looking for it in the wrong places .. we can't cling to anything in this corporal world and enter Heaven .. peace and joy my friend!

Posted 3 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Chris Shaw

3 Years Ago

Hello Mr E. A very happy Easter to you. Thank you so much for reviewing this old poem. I think every.. read more
Einstein Noodle

3 Years Ago

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Finding that person who gives you solace and passion, unconditional love is a once in a lifetime so many cling to things that aren’t relevant but in any case give comfort.

Love the openness of thought out into this poem. Very relatable and the sentiment of need for one thing or another is clearly present,

Posted 3 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Chris Shaw

3 Years Ago

Many thanks PB for your thoughts. Pleased you enjoyed the read. Have a great day.

Chr.. read more
Chris, this poem speaks to me. It’s a good piece of writing that captures me in a beautiful way. Retired from work for almost three years. I have decided to go back to my roots (Great Falls, Montana) I’m a military brat and have moved around the United States never staying put in one place more than a few years at a time. But the places I have lived where just a few places of which seemed at the time for a youngster to be many moves. Until Sunny Southern California came to light and my home base. Now I’m ready to settle down into a slower pace of life and enjoy the soil of roots of birth. I was only eight when when we moved from Great Falls. Never knowing or feeling the treasures of truly being satisfied. I’m now ready to be anchored in and enjoy that treasure of my roots. This is what your beautiful poem has reminded me of.

Posted 3 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Chris Shaw

3 Years Ago

Dear Arthur, I am delighted that you could relate to the words in my short poem. It was interesting .. read more
Arthur Henn

3 Years Ago

Thank You! Chris
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When we run for material contentment then this pleasure ends as soon as we achieve it. Then another run begins and so on.... But the internal void runs through it thoroughly and in this process we seem to ignore the real essence of life, which is not money, nor recognition nor a stature... But some loving heart around us. And this love and safe abode can give that ultimate anchoring... A very beautiful piece of writing this is..

Posted 3 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Chris Shaw

3 Years Ago

Dear Sima, thank you so much for your lovely review. Always appreciate your thoughts and visits. Muc.. read more
When your faith is solid and unshakable, nothing else matters knowing everything comes for a reason, not easy yes not easy at all sometimes. and that last verse of yours... many search and go after things which are not genuine, through that they don't see a true grace that is around them, they need to open their minds and hearts and stop following what it is not even made for them. you unexpectedly, wonderfully ended your poem here. Thank You dear Chris 💕

Posted 3 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Chris Shaw

3 Years Ago

Many thank yous lightsong for sharing your beautiful thoughts. All good wishes

Chris
This is a great poem! It truly represents how many people look for some thing and other people look for other things. But gold and objects won’t be with us forever. I think you captured that perfectly, and I love a poem that rhymes so well.

Posted 4 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Chris Shaw

4 Years Ago

Dear Colacat, pleased to meet you. Thank you so much for that lovely review. All good wishes.
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This poem describes varied attitudes towards people's inclinations as they advance in life. Some find complacency and contentment in whatever they have, while others always yearn to make it big in life. People value different things but the poet tells us that perhaps, connections and someone's love is what can keep your happy: You won't feel you're lacking something like the people searching for gold nor you'll feel you have settled for something since people are so complex you'll be busy trying to study them, discovering new things in that same person.

Thanks for sharing this poem :)

Posted 4 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Chris Shaw

4 Years Ago

Thanking you Akshay for your very thorough review of my poem. You are appreciated.

Cb.. read more
I enjoy the flow of this piece and its clever message. I wonder about the title tho? Something fun like “I am not a Pirate?” ;) really love this piece!

Posted 4 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Chris Shaw

4 Years Ago

Thank you Tabby and what a fun title you have suggested. Good to have you visit.

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Just Amaze! It flowed like a song and with all the rhymes and lines.
The poem just read perfect and is a delight to read. Loved it!
Connections - the title is a apt one, there's nothing as valuable as relationships in this world. It's irreplaceable, invaluable, can't be bought, can't be traded and has to be always gained and earned through love, mutual trust, respect and care.

Thank you Chris for writing and sharing this beautiful piece of write!

Posted 4 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Chris Shaw

4 Years Ago

Abhilash , another very thoughtful review. Thank you for the encouragement.

Chris

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Chris Shaw
Chris Shaw

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