Oblivion – poem

Copyright 2008 David Ohmer, Flickr, CC-BY, via Wylio

Copyright 2008 David Ohmer, Flickr, CC-BY, via Wylio

I wrote this poem when I was attending a creative writing course in 2013.  It was at this time that I learnt about different types of poems and editing.  It was my first (and only!) attempt at a Villanelle style of poem.  Most of my poems have been written spontaneously and rarely edited.  I’d love to know what you think.

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OBLIVION

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Across the trapway looming dwellings queue

I struggle with thoughts of others’ feeling

Shimmering isle inspired by blue depth hue

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Eery emptiness fakes tempting trespass

I’m drawn to chance the shake of such stepping

Across the trapway looming dwellings queue

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Furtive steps melt along the curving path

I feel the heat of the orange glowing

Shimmering isle inspired by blue depth hue

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Hidden echoes of the privileged few

I hear aching voices softly calling

Across the tramway looming dwellings queue

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Tippling boats and boys seared by rich sun rays

I bless them from the heart for such dreaming

Shimmering isle inspired by blue depth hue

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Shedding golden light on secret ways

I feel lured in by those that went sailing

Across the tramway looming dwellings queue

Shimmering isle inspired by blue depth hue

River of Gold – poem on graduation

Copyright 2013 Kinshuk Kashyap, Flickr, CC-BY, via Wylio

Copyright 2013 Kinshuk Kashyap, Flickr, CC-BY, via Wylio

I wrote this poem on the train en route to my son’s graduation back in 2011.

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RIVER OF GOLD

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A droplet in the ocean

no different than the rest

The world is filled with motion

yet there seems no special quest

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There’s such a special journey

for one that is so small

A ripple, one of many

some are heading for a fall

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Life gives them such a blessing

with gifts for all to seek

Within is where they’re hiding

and the secret is to peek

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Search for true hidden talents

the playful ones count too

Don’t let them say it’s nonsense

deep inside you have the cue

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To learn the many reasons

for this and that and how

Till knowledge is the river

leads to taking such a bow

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The prize is yours forever

to take you far and wide

The river it is golden

rippling ever more with pride