Hie There

Hie There

A Poem by Donald Meikle

All these damned hills

Rising before me

Falling behind

and white foam

bobbling around my

ever tiring running feet

Is there no end

where am I going

Why did I ever

Leave shore

again

de

Lila

© 2016 Donald Meikle


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Not a sailor as such but been up and down quite a bit. So a little qualified to say I know just what you mean here. But its not just about sailing is it?

Posted 7 Years Ago


Different approach to the drifting mind. Valentine

Posted 8 Years Ago


A thought that I've had myself on many occasions off and I wondered why I ever started out on the trip only to long for home

Posted 8 Years Ago


A sailors lament... sure in life we are all sailors! Bring on the waves!

Posted 8 Years Ago


I'm not sure what the shape of the poem is meant to suggest, perhaps no more than a symmetrically satisfying form, but it could parallel, with its alternating short and long lines, the toing and froing of the exasperated speaker. I particularly like the line 'ever tiring running feet', which expresses the relentless nature of the enterprise, and the way the stanza literally hones to a point with the played-upon name of the lady who has been forsaken once again.

Posted 8 Years Ago


Donald Meikle

8 Years Ago

You found it all sir
Donald Meikle

8 Years Ago

except the spinning top

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Added on January 21, 2016
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Donald Meikle
Donald Meikle

Halifax, MA



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Liverpool born,USNavy vet. Enjoying first marriage. three daughters, (two bathrooms) one until they left. (a tree that loves me) Poet thru geneology) Scot Irish. Living in New England more..

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