Of This Day

So I’m off to the races
Can you blame me for this tear
Entering into angles
Blown away by all that’s there

Rainbows beyond the roadblocks
Left in other mind behind
I begins with then random
Explanations ripple by

Tending opportunity
Factor in some RNA
With elbow grease found working
Towards likely horizon

Moments march stationary
Like willow trees in a breeze
Not before but here always
Templates change, rhymes rather ease

This and that and second thoughts
Within without gain and costs
Seems life number painted contrasts
To want again seems temporary

Off the page we go so slow
It seems find and goodbye agree
There are verses to savor
Yet lament does not waver

Trying to cram a sardine
Into a life ending theme
Of never enough too much
Like clothes drying in the Sun

Shall the melting dew kiss me
Knowing this day comes reborn
Creative themes in the wind
Find this day’s imagery

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Bernard C. Apr 6, 2012, 6:21am UTC

Take it this wasn't the best day at the races? Some interesting challenges herein - with elbow grease..floods of scrubbing the decks come floating by..polish this, polish that...the olden days..Off the Page we go so slow..lementing..Nice :-)

Thanks for sharing and submitting to
The Surreal Circus.

ʚϊɞ Carol ʚϊɞ Apr 6, 2012, 1:33pm UTC

Now featured.

William Dotani Apr 7, 2012, 3:15am UTC

Bernard, This is more like I'm blowin' in the wind. Yes, my friend the answer is blowin' in the wind. I am being accepting of all is what is should be is because of belief. Thank you.
Thank you Carol.

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JOHN BECK Apr 6, 2012, 9:50am UTC

"Trying to cram a sardine
Into a life ending theme
Of never enough..."
I like that!

William Dotani Apr 7, 2012, 3:17am UTC

I'm sure you realize we never have enough time to get things wanted done done completely: A continuous battle. Thank you.

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Peter Joseph Swanson Apr 6, 2012, 11:37am UTC

A wonderful poem!

William Dotani Apr 7, 2012, 3:17am UTC

Thank you.

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Marianne M. Apr 6, 2012, 4:01pm UTC

Neat poem, Bill! Love this line:
"Trying to cram a sardine
Into a life ending theme"

William Dotani Apr 7, 2012, 3:18am UTC

I'm sure you realize we never have enough time to get things wanted done done completely: A continuous battle. Thank you.

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Elsie Duggan Apr 6, 2012, 11:28pm UTC

Wonderful poem William, I feel a hint of sadness in it, Bless you, goodnight, I love you, Elsie

William Dotani Apr 7, 2012, 3:18am UTC

I'm sure you realize we never have enough time to get things wanted done done completely: A continuous battle. Thank you.

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William Dotani Apr 7, 2012, 3:21am UTC

The message of this poem is that through the stages of life we often try to do too much in reinventing everything we think we should be doing.

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Ms Lee P. Apr 7, 2012, 12:25pm UTC

There are always verses to savor or spit out .... change (or not).

William Dotani Apr 8, 2012, 5:38am UTC

I agree if you've a spitoon. Thank you.

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Karen E. Apr 7, 2012, 10:05pm UTC

Sardines, my favorite food.
This was a poetic multi-tasking that has me thinking and then another line thinking and then another line another tangent of thought. Thanks so much William for a fun ride.

William Dotani Apr 8, 2012, 5:46am UTC

I often ate roasted sardines for breakfast in Japan. Rice, miso soup and some pickled vegetables. I miss that. Thank you for reminding me.

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Patricia J. Apr 9, 2012, 4:54am UTC

This is an epic poem, Bill. Some change is good, some is not. But we must not leave it floating in the wind...I love the sardine line!!

William Dotani Apr 9, 2012, 5:16am UTC

Your comment rather fishy, eh. Glad you enjoy this. Thank you.

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