Saturday, 14 August 2010

Crossing


Crossing

Sooner or later
this had to be.
I'd come to the water
alone -there's just me-

to the boat that's been waiting
here, all this time,
and I'd have to set out
and leave all this behind.

Look to the front,
admire the view:
it won't do to look back,
it just won't do.


One for the Poetry Bus, driven this week by Enchanted Oak.

28 comments:

Rachel Fox said...

It had to be...good work.
x

jinksy said...

Standing on the brink of more than just a stretch of water...

George said...

A great little poem, Dominic, and nicely paired with the lovely photo.

Elisabeth said...

Great rhythm and resonance. You're a clever lad. I can never get words to rhyme and make wonderful musical sense like this.

Gwei Mui said...

Nice write (god that always sounds so wrong when I read back, nice)
Really pulls you both ways
"Look to the front,
admire the view:
it won't do to look back,
it just won't do."

Enchanted Oak said...

Dominic, you dominate words and your mastery is lovely. The idea of the inevitable gives me chills. Already just between the first three Bus Riders, I can envision a little Poetry Bus book with this photo on the cover. It would be a beautiful little book.

Dominic Rivron said...

Thanks for these comments, everyone.

ITS ME said...

loved the flow

Helen said...

Hello! Your poem resonated with me in a deep, soulful way. I loved it!

The Weaver of Grass said...

Interesting take on the boat pic and not all that far away from my take on the same picture.

The Bug said...

I like it! I haven't posted my poem yet, but it has a simliar theme. Only I'm pretty sure I'm not getting in the boat...

Karen said...

Excellent! Hooray for metrical verse!

Dave King said...

Succinct and snappy. It does it for me.

John Hayes said...

writing something so apparently simple is one of the most difficult poetic tasks--you've succeeded brilliantly!

Emerging Writer said...

I do like the simplicity.
Of course, it means you're not rowing away, you have to look behind then. Maybe that's another poem

Marion said...

Perfect poem for August. Blessings!

Martin H. said...

I really enjoyed this one.

Titus said...

Janus and the Argonauts!
Short, sweet and deeper than that water. I loved it. Especially that opening,
"Sooner or later
this had to be.
I'd come to the water..."

All boats so far! Who's got hands?

Niamh B said...

great stuff dominic, sad and yet fulfilling

Jessica Maybury said...

it just won't do! Kind of reminded me of a horror film. Don't look back!

Erratic Thoughts said...

Assertive Fact!Don't look back!
Nice poem:)

the watercats said...

tones of row row row your boat..
:-)
and there's nothing wrong with that!

NanU said...

That's lovely, Dominic, serene and sad but looking forward.

Dominic Rivron said...

Thanks for these comments everybody.

Kat Mortensen said...

Nice and simple, but not. You know what I mean?

Kat

the word is "kness" (not quite "knees", but almost).

Yvonne Osborne said...

Hi Dominic,
I like the title you've chosen for your poem. The boat waiting to take you there . . . serene and hopeful.

Totalfeckineejit said...

Nice one Dominic, I'm dreading heading for that boat.It's the 'alone' bit that freaks.And where the feck are we going? If anywhere.Great poem, comrade.

Dominic Rivron said...

Thanks for these comments, everyone. One specific: yes, Kat, I think I know what you mean. There is a narrow dividing line between Stevie Smith-like simplicity and greeting card verse.