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Leaving

I have left many things
behind, undone, unsaid.
My life is filled with gaps
and the bereavement of inaction.
Many paths remain unexplored,
many islands left uncharted,
on this voyage that is my life
upon its angry, roiling crests.
With no map to guide me
I am restrained by the stars
of inability and self doubt,
and by those asteroids of opportunity
that plummet silently to the earth.
There is mirth and much good
ensconced within this journey,
yet strong currents draw me
to the destination of my choice
leaving many places behind
unseen, unvisited, unrequited

as old age approaches.

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  • ecrivain01
    July 31, 2008

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    Life is a journey ...

    and the journey is what's important. Probably nobody ever really reaches a "destination" unless you define death as a destination. I really think that the important thing in life is how your life impacts or otherwise affects the lives of others. If the effects are positive, you've succeeded, if they are negative, you've failed. I suspect you've succeeded.

  • a u r a
    January 22, 2008

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    'yet strong currents draw me
    to the destination of my choice'-I cant help smiling -'destination of my choice'-your journey- your life is so achieved-I personally found your poem a fantastic write-it was a pleasure reading your thoughts out aloud-your choice of words were so right-the way I read it , the very fact that in this poem you could identify the destination of your choice , in itself is commendable -so many go around living lives visiting places, seeing, searching -trying to zero on to their destination-as for leaving ,'many things
    behind, undone, unsaid.'-probably thats the way it's suppose to be-everything has a right time to unfold-I really liked your poem a whole bunch-gracias senor


    • Ogreatbaldone gold member
      January 22, 2008
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      that last stement by you "everything has a right time to unfold" hit me betwee the eyes. maybe the things that are left bhind,unsaid, and undone are not ready to be said or done, maybe they wait in the future, thanks for that...peace Terry


  • Decent Green
    January 16, 2008

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    Dude i hope this isn't what you think. Its a good write , but your only forty, thats middle aged at most. Still i like your word choice.


  • Devils Reject
    January 16, 2008

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    You did a great job on this piece. I love the wording. My favorite part is:
    "Many paths remain unexplored,
    many islands left uncharted,
    on this voyage that is my life
    upon its angry, roiling crests.
    With no map to guide me
    I am restrained by the stars
    of inability and self doubt,
    and by those asteroids of opportunity
    that plummet silently to the earth."

    You have done a great job

  • montez gold member
    January 16, 2008
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    .....

    .... NO COMMENT!
    Robin.


  • FifthDove
    January 15, 2008

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    Looking back will only make us stumble and perhaps fall, follow your heart, that is where your map is ... A wonderful write Terry

    • Ogreatbaldone gold member
      January 15, 2008
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      thank you Dovey, I know all that of course , I was in a reflective mood yesterday I guess. I know what I need to do, I just need to do it ...peace Terry


  • Night Hope gold member
    January 15, 2008

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    Grand penning, Poet. The comedian Steven Wright once said, "No, you can't go back & change the past. Then again, you can't go back & screw up what you did right, either." I always thought that to be quite profound. I think the only things I will regret will be those things I didn't say or do, rather than the ones I did. Good fortune on your journey. Wanda

  • mmook
    January 15, 2008
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    thanks for sharing

  • Climbing2nothing
    January 15, 2008

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    I am restrained by the stars...

    and so it is why to be unAttached is a strong lesson of the buddha, as to grace in the emptyness of all things is to fill them (ORDINARY unknown) with infinance, AND you can live ALL lifetimes upon perspective... anyhey this write is full of the mystic illusionary flame of samasara and the great river that runs.... well done to choice, current and quite jazzy Change to the positive,

    w mars bar hedgehog and chai
    -JAS


  • tarcus
    January 15, 2008

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    The only thing that holds a man back is himself.
    Go, do and be, in selfish abandonment, lest regrets are the only thing left behind.
    Age is after all just a number.


  • starwing
    January 15, 2008

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    you look pretty dang young to me...LOL...and i'm 45...are you having a mid-life crisis ), now to the heart of the matter... this was a wonderful write, I liked your use of metaphor..altogether a nice message...but remember though... it really IS never too late , peace and harmony... desi

  • mama-drama
    January 15, 2008

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    In that case, I will stop regretting the things I did that hurt me most in my life.I learned something after all.This is such an eye opener...
    It's a great write,and I truly enjoyed reading it.


  • just mercedes gold member
    January 14, 2008

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    Strong, rich and thoughtful, with tender regret for the paths not taken. My favourite line/ ..the bereavement of inaction/, and I wonder what is the destination of your choice? Nice work.


  • ForsakenOne74
    January 14, 2008

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    Well penned piece..interesting write..enjoyed this..this is the second piece tonight I've read tho, that smacks of looking back at life and having so many regrets...


  • brattybran13
    January 14, 2008

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    So sad. I always looked at old age as being happy times, never thought it might feel empty.. Very enlightening, good piece.


  • thelordreigns gold member
    January 14, 2008

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    The gaps and bereavement of inaction are not as frightening to me as are the lost moments. I have forgotten so many things I never thought I would forget. So I try to write about the moments when they decide to return for a visit.

    This is a very touching poem and I connect with your feelings.

    Love and hugs - jo


    • Ogreatbaldone gold member
      January 14, 2008
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      thanks jo, I appreciate your comment, and thanks for the heads up on the typo...peace

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