A classic story, lives spun around
a world a whirl
a boy and girl
the day is long, but moments short
an itch to soothe
a rock to move
decisions loom, like hydra heads
a choice to make
a road to take
© 19/5/2014
Resin Nature Art
A classic story, lives spun around
a world a whirl
a boy and girl
the day is long, but moments short
an itch to soothe
a rock to move
decisions loom, like hydra heads
a choice to make
a road to take
© 19/5/2014
I really like the way you play with sounds here.
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Thank you Jennifer, appreciate your kind words.
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love this “decisions loom, like hydra heads” Very nice take!
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Your positive words are very welcome. Sometimes it’s hard to know if what you are trying to say comes across, so nice to get appreciative comments.
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I always love to see poetry here! And the rhymes are nice couplet endings.
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Thank you, it is one of my favourite ways to write.
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*Love* the idea of decisions like hydra heads. How very true that is. I feel like there are a couple of different ways to read this poem, and I love that. Really great response to the question. Thanks for linking it up!
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Thanks Christine for your great comment. I did have an certain slant in my mind when I wrote this, so would be interested to know what ideas you got from it. It is certainly possible that it could mean a couple of different things to other people also. Words are tricksy like that.
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This is so vivid and poetic. Excellent 🙂
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Thank you indeed, Just quickly perused your latest blog posts and I am now following. You have a strong writing style that I want to know more about. 🙂
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You have a finessed way of coming into a subject cock-eyed. This could have been a simple boy meets girl poem, but you introduce whirls and hydras and an ultimatum. Very nicely written, Claudette.
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You are so kind Nate. My mind does indeed work in whirls and hydra heads. I think I need a bigger axe for them. 🙂
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Delicious!!! I love that imagery!! I am off to douse my head in indigo to try and find my poetic soul!! 😀
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Hope that works for you, maybe it is the silver (dare I say Grey) that makes me “poetic” 🙂
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beautiful imagery.
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Thank you, appreciate your kind words
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Fabulous-loved the phrase,”decisions loom, like hydra heads” 🙂
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G’day Claudette,
Being a died in the wool rhymer I thoroughly enjoyed your poem, the unusual way of rhyming the last two lines of the stanza was such a strong way to accentuate your point, well done
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I must confess, I don’t know one form of poetry from another, I just type what my brain leaks out, sometimes it goes one way, sometimes another. Also, a bit of a “heathen” in that poetry to me means “ryhme”. Just the way I was raised 🙂
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