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Haiku cum Free verse: Impatient Aspiration
Sun rarely touches
sapling mid mighty redwoods
how to grow, impress?
Am I to reach such lofty heights?
Be level with or
above the canopy of greatness?
Perhaps ingest
super hormones
to model the god adjacent
Or mature to unique Adonis
Leverage tailor-made potential
Would that be perceived
as simple complacence?
shall I ever impress
or be ever impressed?
I will be who best I am suited
I guess
Photo by ArtHouse Studio from Pexels
sapling mid mighty redwoods
how to grow, impress?
Am I to reach such lofty heights?
Be level with or
above the canopy of greatness?
Perhaps ingest
super hormones
to model the god adjacent
Or mature to unique Adonis
Leverage tailor-made potential
Would that be perceived
as simple complacence?
shall I ever impress
or be ever impressed?
I will be who best I am suited
I guess
Photo by ArtHouse Studio from Pexels
Published 16th Feb 2022
Author's Note
Inspired by one of my cherished Shakespeare Sonnets, number 29:
"When in disgrace with fortune and men’s eyes
I all alone beweep my outcast state,
And trouble deaf heaven with my bootless cries,
And look upon myself, and curse my fate,
Wishing me like to one more rich in hope,
Featured like him, like him with friends possessed,
Desiring this man’s art, and that man’s scope,
With what I most enjoy contented least;
Yet in these thoughts my self almost despising,
Haply I think on thee, and then my state,
Like to the lark at break of day arising
From sullen earth, sings hymns at heaven’s gate;
For thy sweet love remembered such wealth brings
That then I scorn to change my state with kings."
"When in disgrace with fortune and men’s eyes
I all alone beweep my outcast state,
And trouble deaf heaven with my bootless cries,
And look upon myself, and curse my fate,
Wishing me like to one more rich in hope,
Featured like him, like him with friends possessed,
Desiring this man’s art, and that man’s scope,
With what I most enjoy contented least;
Yet in these thoughts my self almost despising,
Haply I think on thee, and then my state,
Like to the lark at break of day arising
From sullen earth, sings hymns at heaven’s gate;
For thy sweet love remembered such wealth brings
That then I scorn to change my state with kings."
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17th Feb 2022 3:43am
Dear GW,
I so appreciated this poem, as for me, after I ran through all the things I’d like to be known for and not, then all the things I am known for and thought…not too shabby. Could be worse but contemplating the idea of being in the middle and never the top banana, sometimes it feels exclusionary and as though I’ve missed out on something. I really enjoyed how you morphed the sonnet with your own spin. Very well done. H🌷
I so appreciated this poem, as for me, after I ran through all the things I’d like to be known for and not, then all the things I am known for and thought…not too shabby. Could be worse but contemplating the idea of being in the middle and never the top banana, sometimes it feels exclusionary and as though I’ve missed out on something. I really enjoyed how you morphed the sonnet with your own spin. Very well done. H🌷
18th Feb 2022 6:09pm
Wow, well done. On a purely practical level, I get this because I'm short! LOL 😆 Also I'm the youngest kid, so always felt beneath the rest... and have never felt I've met my potential in life... yet. But we are who we are, I guess.
And you, my friend, are wonderful & impressive. Never forget it.
❤k
And you, my friend, are wonderful & impressive. Never forget it.
❤k
19th Feb 2022 11:20pm
Literally and figuratively a tree can take one down so many roads in terms of thoughts. Nicely done.
