Observing Life From A Different Angle

Free verse, written in waiting

The canoe turned upside down

Leaning on the bracket type attachment

Held air born unused

Casting a cescent shadow against the barn

 

Discarded window boxes lying in the  path

Window boxes unused for awhile

The evidence that the canoe has been air borne

Dying from misuse and neglect__

 

Canoes are made for water

Elegant are they rightfully used

Graceful floating paddled along

Just don't clumsily stand onesided

 

When will the opportunity arise

For the canoe to float again

Soon will be great, sooner even better

Freedom and destiny on cool clear water

Author's Note

I wrote this while waiting for my grandson to see about his father..His father has something called Huntington's Disease which is an inherited neurological disease..Our grandson has the illness also..My ex-son-in-law used to love to hunt, fish, and do all sports..Sara

Reviews

[PROPAGANDIST]

magnificent i must say a great peice

[Dahlia Phoenix]

That was brilliant. To me this was more of an ode than anything. The canoe is also the main focus in this poem, sparking life into it and I find it beautiful the way you said,

"When will the opportunity arise

For the canoe to float again

Soon will be great, sooner even better

Freedom and destiny on cool clear water"

The last stanza was smooth and heart warming because there's still hope. I can't say it more than that.

[Tommy]

So this piece takes me back to your home state; I was on vacation visiting family in Southern GA. Of course we had to see the Okefenokee Swamp, and what better way to do that than in a canoe…Long story sort my cousin and I flipped the canoe about twenty-feet away from a big gator eating on a dead wild pig. While I scrambled to flip the canoe she screamed and panicked…I will never forget that moment…It is the connection of family that gets us through the tuff times, and those memories that keep us close…

Great Write Sara!
RLG,
Tommy

[An owl on the moon]

There is such a bittersweet beauty here.. the recollections that come from the scene.. the stillness of the canoe.. the wishing for it to be alive with laughter again. Profoundly moving as dear ones are gathered round.

[Tina Kline]

This poem does have a feeling of hopes and dreams being abandoned, seeing the canoe and barn looking so neglected and not being used anymore but there does seem to be a glimmer of hope at the end, I'm hoping so anyway.