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The Pilgrims Prospect He has seen the fireworks and the ups and downs, He’s done the torture and the ecstasy and lived the route. The climax at the end was waited for and when it came, tears flooded. And when the wanderer’s clothes were burned at the shore, The past lost its touch and all that would ever be left would be Memory. But now what is to be done, as he re-traces his steps, Facing the way he came, all the old struggles in front of him: The debt and the arguments and the unforgiving children; The crops waiting and the solitude. And all the hay that still waits to be cut. No-one back home understands what he wanted His aims and dreams that surfaced on the pilgrimage. That were the taunts and bullying and the laughing at home. Dare he keep the shells? How can he live now as he steps back over the mountains, Jealous of the anticipation in the face of the others still going forward. He has heard that some just carry on, looking for new routes, collecting new shells. You see, like him, they could not face the return journey. They diverted their lives and turned again to the clam shell And the prayer and the walking away. |
This Poem was Critiqued By: Claire H. Currier On Date: 2003-10-03 09:01:12
Critiquer Rating During Critique: 9.48649
Poet, nicely structured piece with good word flow and thus images allowing each reader to seek and find within the lines what he or she is meant to see....we have all travelled certain roads in life and perhaps some of us might regret a few taken and perhaps no one wants to retrace the steps we have already walked but look in different directions in finding our way. Your reference to the Pilgrim gives me thought of a new journey from one place to the next and is done well poet.....perhaps you also give reference to war time as one can also see and feel the emotions involved with that part of life as well...
Your word flow kept blending thus the flow kept moving in the right direction and the punctuation used also aided in the read. Actually, most of this read reminds me of a friend who served in Viet Nam and how his journey home was the beginning of his personal struggle with a nation that did not want him home....sad, very sad for in his heart he served his country as well as he could......Again, thanks for posting, for sharing this with us, You be safe my friend and God Bless, Claire