a tale of tails, tenacity, and tedium, as told by me, usually barefoot and bellowing

Sunday, November 30, 2014

Double Barrel Challenge

Bond of Union, 1956, by M. C. Escher 


The Bond of Union 
plays in young minds
toying with  
what they see 
what it could be
never clearly seeing 
what it is
was
nor can be

Trying to meet the challenge from Imaginary Gardens With Real Toads combined with Tess's prompt at Magpie Tales

18 comments:

Kerry O'Connor said...

Clear vision is difficult to achieve in any time frame.

Marian said...

interesting... this somehow makes marching band music play in my head. :)

Sandra said...

i spent a few seconds trying to hear the marching band that marion heard, did not hear it at all and i had zero vision when i made the choice to bond with my first husband right out of high school and still can't see that vison

awakenedwords said...

no, the young rarely see what is, or what is to come.

Helen said...

I like this "riddle-like" poem!

Berowne said...

I enjoy an intelligent, thoughtful post, and yours was just that.

Björn Rudberg said...

Indeed.. mostly they are not clearly knowing where they are or where they're heading.

Kathe W. said...

nicely done!

Magaly Guerrero said...

Goodness, how I remember being 19! You've awaken the memory-lane, and made me feel glad to older and capable of seeing just a bit further.

Sumana Roy said...

aha...experiences will give another pair of eyes definitely...nice lines

Kestril Trueseeker said...

I remember being young and imagining the gaps in the view of whomever was my beloved at the time filled with nothing but my idealism. Very nice use of the picture prompt!

Lynne said...

I enjoy looking back at my self and feel the pleasantness of my innocence.

Truedessa said...

Sometimes it is hard to see where the journey will go..learning along the way.

Uppal said...

nature willed it like that for all of us!

Kathryn Dyche Dechairo said...

I can't quite put my finger on it but there's something about this that I really love, those last three lines inparticular.

Irish Gumbo said...

It is, I think, a good commentary on the sharply defined messiness that is love for those who's do not yet know loss. Good one.

Kutamun said...

The deep feeling unsightliness of young love !

Susan Anderson said...

Lots of wisdom in so few words. Well done!

=)

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