Greeting, It has been a number of days since i shared a couple of poems. When I came to write this post, I only had one to share therefore I decided to experiment and write one as I composed this Blog.
The first poem below is that attempt and would welcome any thoughts on this… It still has no name and who knows the name may come from any comments if any. But the main thing is that you enjoy these two simple poems and enjoy the gift you have. We all have a gift that may be visible or for some yet unexplored…
Run for the right road that leads you
on the path where you want to go.
That’s what they say when wandering blue
the tales they say are for you to know.
Wander lost long roads finding traces
of where you want to be … still lost
silently calling lost in a sea of faces,
The trek is yours to take what ever the cost.
Seek The trek that fits your race
No point running a race not yours
to win in the race of life your case
to fit the squad the eternal course.
The advice you seek should be true
Pointless seeking from those who misguide.
© Pat Fitzgerald 2020
I Long to be
I long to be the air you breathe
to be your sole and only desire
to be the sole desire you imbathe
Caressing you as you respire
I long to be the water you drink
as though you wandered a desert
to be that sole desire that you drink
Your caress is that one desire
I long to be the food you eat
the nourishment that you demand
for your every need that you unseat
Your caress is my sole desire
I long to be your one desire
to be the root of your very fire
© Pat Fitzgerald 2020
The above poem I will say was inspired by my favourite poet John Donne 1572– 1631. Although it is a loose inspiration as I would call it.. I admit to this inspiration. The character in the poem is obviously one more of today and remains secret..
Until next time enjoy, stay safe .
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