doubt is the root of all evil... well, not really, but it seems so at times.... especially when it comes to love and other missed opportunities in life... a "realist" needs to accept that the sky is sometimes this beautiful blue (and kisses like there was no tomorrow)
nicely penned Jacob!!
Posted 11 Months Ago
10 Months Ago
sure destroys trust in relationships...
thank you, Curt.
j.
It doesn’t matter what colour the skies are if the relationship is doomed. Blue or cloudy day, it’s irrelevant once doubts set in. The path ahead will turn rocky. Strong imagery here of trust being swept away in a deluge of summer tears. I am hearing Barbara Dixon singing. The title escapes me for the moment but the sadness is in her eyes. Lovely piece.
Tell me on a Sunday, that’s the song.
Chris
Posted 11 Months Ago
11 Months Ago
I have to look up that song...The realist knows those gray skies are just on the horizon...Thank you.. read moreI have to look up that song...The realist knows those gray skies are just on the horizon...Thank you, Chris,
j.
Though I often associate clouds with a carefree spirit, we all know that even clouds can have bad days, here they turn into shades of grey, or so heavy that they have to drag themselves across the sky. Such, in poetry, is often dismissed for the sake of the romanticism. Yes, but even in a realist's perspective, even if clouds do get teary or thunderously angry at times, some do revert back to their whitish pure shade, but the question is: Will you admire them for long enough to see that?
An arousing poem, author Jacob, it does raise in me a sentimental feeling of admiration for the natural beauty and human nature as a whole.
Posted 11 Months Ago
11 Months Ago
I appreciate your review, Stu...and your insights.
j.
Originally from Bronx, NY, I live in Carbondale, Illinois...teach English at a community college and have been writing and publishing poetry since 1970. I am here to read for inspiration from other po.. more..