The prompt write a poem that has the same first line as another poem. The poem I chose is ” When, Like a Running Grave ” by Dylan Thomas
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Can You
When, like a running grave, time tracks you down,
Do you accept the challenge will you run with the torch.
Will you escape along the streets and the avenues of this town.
Waving like a victor garlanded and smiling to each sweetheart on her front porch.
Will you out run the pain , the disappointment and the tick of time.
Can you ascend to heights not yet dreamed off.
Can you run faster than the wind and destroy the ordinary line.
Yet not give in to the drudgery of life and love.
Can you, can you or will time you entrap
Then bury you with toil under deaths relentless track.
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Female, wife, full time mother and Grandmother. I am not as happy go lucky as I used to be but I am still bubbling along on simmer! I have three handsome sons all grown and flown.The youngest married with a beautiful wife and two sons of his own. Eleven years ago I was working, running a home, driving and socializing then bang in a split second all that was gone. I had an accident at home. I broke my back, not for the first time, I had broken it 10 years previously as well. Unfortunately this time I had broken it really badly and it was truly messed up so I had to have two operations. I was told before each operation that the outcome could mean I spend the rest of my life in a wheelchair. Still as some guy once wrote "I am still standing " yes "better than I ever was " not quite but with the help of a walking stick and as long as I do not stand or sit in one position for too long, I am still standing! Update I no longer use the walking stick . I had lots of friends before the accident but when things like this happen, you loose most of them. Their lives move on and mine stood still and so they left me behind ...I know that is just the way life is but it hurt and always will. Then I looked around and saw those who were still there for me, these friends are the roses in my garden they need to be tended well. They are the diamonds in the dust, I will of been married 50yrs plus this year . Pain and boredom are my enemies now, I have to find different ways to approach life, use my pain befriend it almost...yer right , well that is what they tell me at the pain clinic ROFLMAO ...... if only I could! I have found an outlet for my fears, frustrations and night terrors . I have started writing poetry if that name can be applied to my writing. I hope I do not come over as a moaning winger. I hope I am past all that. I also hope that you might see how the poetry is moving from very dark through the grey and
hopefully in to light ??
I need to update this a little here. I have worked very hard over the years since my accident, I go to the gym regularly, I have a Pilates class and a core class once a week . The guys at the gym and my Pilates teacher cajoled, teased, bullied and encouraged me to abandon my walking stick! :) My back is no longer straight it is C shaped because of the injury and I have lost two and a half inches in height but my Pilates and Core teachers have helped me to stand up as straight and as strongly as possible. Pain and depression are still hanging on my arm but I have weapons to use against them and if I say so myself I cope well.
I have made lots of new friends, real diamonds. I am also very grateful for all the support and help I have encountered here on Wordpress. Hugs and welcome to everyone who visits.
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Love the verse and image.
There is something about the wolf and the girl – its not the first time I felt this way.
Thank you Eric I feel akin to the wolf and the raven/ crow though if I met a wolf I doubt he wold take to me except for his lunch!! Though it is a dream of mind and I think many of us share this dream and of course the old enemy time is always chasing us. We all need to throw off some of our safe modern ties and see the world.
Hello
Poem in the lineage of the accursed poets,
I’m a fan of Sthéphane Mallarmé among other.
Bravo for this text…best regards Patrick
Thank you Patrick it is a dream of mine to out run fears and ties.
Love that… the words touch so many places in my heart… Well done! No, beautifully done!. Love the picture too! 😀
Thank you it is a dream of mine I imagine many people share it with me. xxxx
Can I?
Sure I can but what is it that holds me from trying? Is it the comfort of my known? Is it the perception of what others would think and say? Is it our own inner insecurities of failure? Is it a mix of all this?
So what could we do to go forward?
Loved the verse!
Shakti
Hi Shakti you have voiced what i think we all think! Sadly I think we ave all become too too “safe” in our modern world full of gadgets and luxuries. We need to cast off what we think is important and run with the wolf and the crow. … But can you? can I ? /// I am so pleased you like the verse.