journeys

journeys

A Poem by Phibby Venable

Journeys

A long time ago I knew the way to China,
now my daughter knows
that the world is not flat
that sweet grass grows everywhere
in the worldly winds.
The sun rises here and there,
headlights for the traveler that reckons his day
by the positions in the heavens.
A long time ago I knew the way to Paris
and wrote a long path in my journal,
now my daughter knows
that the sidewalks are colored with artists
and that the sun walks barefoot
on sharp steps, that lead to bright lamps
that it is wise to follow.
I do know this.
The sun on this mountain may strike like gold.
The sun may hide in laurel rocks or frigid cold.
A million dreams will find a million places
when they need somewhere to go
Thoughts branch beyond barbed wire and twist
into words that race across
my monetary drawbacks and obligated hills.
Birds bring small songs to the dogwood tree.
My dogs give a welcome that a queen should receive.
Racing quickly or merely sitting,
I feel. I feel.
While my mind claims dimensions
that only words can secure
And on those journeys
I am free, but not here.


© 2009 Phibby Venable


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A lovely reflection on the travels of our children... going into the far world, following our dreams and making real for themselves what can no longer be real for us... and we are left with the song of the birds and the affection of dogs... Hugs

Posted 16 Years Ago


When we lose our innocents of youth I know many focus on all the negative things they soon discover bout the world but it is also a time to discover the possibilities that also lie before you. A very heartwarming and touching write.

Posted 16 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

This speaks volumes to me. As mother, I see that they are already stepping wider, farther than I. What a lovely thing to see. I really love this piece.

Posted 16 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Em is right; this is beautiful--part pastoral, part home-spun philosophy, all good.

Posted 16 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

I knew the way to a place or two in my youth. My hope for my children is that their steps range past mine onto new adventures and brighter places. . .

this is such a beautiful piece of work!

Posted 16 Years Ago



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Phibby Venable
Phibby Venable

abingdon, VA



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http://youtu.be/25XE-BHGvWI http://youtu.be/B2klgDKMUq0 I live in the mountains of Southwest Virginia. Although my passion is poetry, I recently published a novel called, Women of the Round Tabl.. more..