Image: Shadowing his Person (here)
He saw himself trudging along
Alone in the hazy wilderness
To place himself in proper perspective
As in the eyes of the artist
Brush in hand creating an image
A colorful episode to encounter
He was bent on going at his fancy
But at the back of his mind
There appeared to be a larger force
Contending to accord him protection
Larger than life imposing its will
Pulling back his braces
To stall an expected journey
Smack against going with confidence
Such is the push and pull peril
Desirous of testing the unknown
But unknowingly being pulled back by forces
Bent on solace and protection
But viewed as a hindrance to progress
MLMM's Tale Weaver #59 - journey
What an excellent write Hank. wonderful to read this sunny bright spring day.
ReplyDeleteYvonne.
Keep on trucking along and yet stuck, sometimes that is the way
ReplyDeleteLovely poem Hank in which you explore the concept of a journey within the artists mind So well done and thanks for participating in the Tale Weaver..
ReplyDeleteInteresting title it seems to be a visionary journey to see himself an almost out of body experience.
ReplyDeleteSome say that with all of our technology we have forgone the use of our own brain and the compounded computations of Intuition.
ReplyDeleteAll those times we do move when we hesitate...That is what your story reminds me of ;)
~Jules