Views in Verse on age old questions

Age old questions

In your darker moments are you beset by worry of ‘what life has left for you?’
Introspective windows into your days; atonement for what might have been?
While searching yourself rigorously for the positives…
Are there indeed consolations here to glean?’

When examining your latest unexplained spray of nasal hair,
Do you pose to consider ‘whatever else may have changed?’
Beyond unfounded parental ambitions, the lesser path followed…?
You’d say, ‘yeah, I’m pretty well much the same’!

Nor should we be given to Shakespearean rhetoric on a cold untimely death
‘Fear no more the heat of the sun…’ …it’s coming to an end
Or Bob Dylan’s ‘old men with broken teeth, stranded without love’
So many street-people, all too often, have a ready smile to lend

Are your friends furthermore rabbiting-on about their health, raining on the parade …?
These dalliances, again, must be met with a positive spin
We’re here for a short time, let’s make it a good one
Perception rules, in face of the truth, in this world we’re living in!

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Views in Verse on 'what's next?'

Parallel Paths

Seems like the sun’s not shining …in the way it was before

Got to wondering what else life has planned for me in store

Grey skies dark are reigning over …the season’s at an end

It’s down to me…

Where do I go from here?

Has to be an opportunity …awaits somewhere away

Yet, I willfully cling to things that got me here today

It feels as though I’m getting less …than what I’m putting in

It’s down to me…

Where do I go from here?

One can muse there’s a parallel path

We all could have taken

One that weaved

So dreamily through the woods

From time to time we see glimpses

Out of the corner of an eye

Yet, not enough,

To distract us from …’the grid’

Just the same, there’s thoughts and visions a-nagging in my brain

Things that could exact a searching walk out in the rain

‘Sitting still’ is ‘sliding back’, now's the time for ‘breaking through’

It’s down to me…

Where do I go from here?

Yes, it’s down to me…

Where do I go from here?

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Views in Verse on 'the importance of chance'

Chance

Chance is your weapon in life
To willfully ‘have a go’
If you’re not willing to ‘break that mold’
You’ll never ever know
Just how full your given life can be

Time is a bandit
With no comfort spared to share
Expecting us to confront ‘our lot’
‘Step outside the square’;
Contentment’s most accessible to the free.

The wary, far too often
Are frozen by reserve
Window’s close too quickly
A slave to one’s own nerve
Making it far too easy to forget...

‘Down the road’ they will challenge
Through much more seeing eyes
“Did you chance to chase that prize …?”
“Take the risks that realize…?”
“No remorse …no excuse …no regret”.

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Views in Verse on Success

A road to wherever…

What is the road to success?
Does ambition mean ‘the corner office’?
Or, perhaps to ‘work in a refugee camp’?
Commercial leaders, it is said, ‘live-life alone’.
Is ambition measured by ‘climbing the ladder’?
Or will taking-care of others be the prime role?
Is a pre-determined ‘path to success’ the answer…?
Or ‘getting the most out of life’ the main goal?

Some people aspire to little (it may seem)…
Just to be left to their own worldly devices
While passion for some can be so overwhelming
They simply ‘trust intuition’ then ‘go’.
Whatever the answer it involves some questions
About what one considers to be …‘right’?
A life grounded in some belief in social justice or
Should the tiger care-less about the sheep in the fight?

Life is often considered a journey
A passage from A to Z
Yet, really it is iterative, a circle,
Our actions clear enough to us in our heads.
So, in time, we alone will judge our success
Of that one can’t deny;
While our ‘road to wherever’ begins early
Something we’ll reconcile often ...before we die.

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Views in Verse on legends of our time

LEGENDS

The appreciation of the spotlight
The acclaim as they'd walk away
No compromise ever shown
In the things that they’d have to say.
The swagger in the walk,
The confidence in their talk;
Such are the legends of our time

Perhaps it’s the allure of their life
That captivates us so
Or the thinking that they’ll live on
Beyond 'the normal' …yes and no
Never seen as one to 'cut and run’,
‘Fact and fiction’ blurred into one;
Such are the legends of our time

No turning up for work each day
With a lunch-box in the hand
No buses, trains, waiting
In endless traffic jams.
Yet, no re-birthing of the star,
But staying ‘exactly’ who you are;
Such are the legends of our time

Perhaps it’s our perception that

They always knew where they wanted to go
No hunger for second…
Just in 'being the best' …so
It’s the will, the myth, the glory,
To add to our ‘own’ life’s story;
Such are the legends of our time

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Views in Verse on - finding one’s self again

Views in Verse on - finding one’s self again
The Discovery

Got on a train, without destination, didn’t know where I wanted to go. In a bid to change my life into something new, perhaps something others wouldn’t know...

Why are we so afraid to be the best that we can be? Is discovery some kind of sin? What we’ve already done, doesn’t need redoing; transformation begins within.

More questions than answers at first it seems; as I plumb the depths of my very being. Getting to know one’s self is an unknown path in what ‘you’ really find most appealing.

Questions rolled into more questions; bewilderment at first can leave one aloof; But joy in life is there for those who command it: it begins with an inner truth…

'Please yourself' in order to best please others, don’t present what they best want to see. Happiness is found in being yourself; not as a harlequin copy of me.

Embrace the contradictions; don’t hide behind the given; Seek out the undiscovered borders, don’t create an invisible prison.

Confidence comes from knowing yourself, shaping your own destiny. The worst that can happen, the very worst, is finding you might be content 'just as me'.

Surrender complete to what gives you delight; find that elusive star. But you won’t need to jump on a run-away train, the answer is right there where you are.

Only by letting go… fearlessly… and then falling to your feet. Will you find that: within yourself is all that you need to be complete.

A paradox though, it must be stated, as a lot of people say: the greatest joy is in the many little things, they already do ...each and every day.

From my desktop – Grahame J Flynn, Views in Verse