POETRY | DAY 33 | Travelling Man Blues
Travelling Man Blues, poetry by @naquoya.
Day 33 of 100 for @d-pend's Poetry Challenge
Travelling Man Blues
I
Well he walked down the road
for so long he could no longer tell.
Could have been lifetimes,
yet he still had moments to spare.
A single celled vision of what used to be,
and now apparently so much more.
Some days stand above the pack,
the remainder awaiting shipment to some place else.
Where they are no longer a reminder
of each and every mistake that has graced
the track, muddied as it sometimes is.
Disturbed by the thought of what could be.
II
The road that he walked down,
others now joined him on the journey to a home,
a civilisation, a construction from the bones
of each of yesterdays buried transgressions.
And what are we but the sum of yesterdays blues?
Shaded with the desire to be something,
anything, as long as it isn't what it used to be.
Yet history's lessons teach us otherwise.
Our internal operating system malfunctioning,
spitting out zeroes and ones everywhere,
paving the road home with potholes
of remorse and cowardice left unresolved.
III
And the road is a shared journey, always will be.
So he walks it in the best way-the only way-
that he knows. And finally realises that is probably
the unresolved (unnoticed) way through the maze.
And what is considered best? Probably depends
on who you ask, who you seek comfort from.
Answers are plentiful, growing wildly as they do
in the jungles, like religious barbiturates and
philosophical concoctions made to soothe
the soul, an antidote made from the misplaced
hopes and dreams of a lost civilisation.
Growing wildly as they do beside the long road home.
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I really like this one a lot @naquoya. It is like suddenly Dilbert is set free.
Glad you like it, although I'm still trying to understand the Dilbert reference!
Thanks :)
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I’m saving this one. So much to think about here, said in such unique and deep ways. I think I could read this every day and discover something new.
I love the analogy of history repeating itself to a computer that only knows one language of ones and zeroes. Genius!
A couple of my favorite lines:
“And what are we but the sum of yesterday’s blues?”
‘Answers are plentiful, growing wildly as they do in the jungle, like religous barbituates...”
Yes there is a lot packed into this one. There is a sense (at least to me) of not just history repeating itself (that is there) but also of epochs of life itself revealing itself. The fist stanza alludes to it with the line:
The time of the amoebas, where life began. Growing through the words towards civilisation, and then something more, something involving consciousness. This was more stream of consciousness, which is why I am still learning from it also.
Thanks for your sharing your thoughts on this.
Great lines, with just the right amount of abstraction. Each of us make our own way through life, although there are places, stretches of road, where we come together and walk united for a little while. Thanks for letting us walk a while with you :)
I do like a bit of abstraction, although when overdone it can be somewhat confusing. Even to this author. Thanks for joining me on this journey, always happy for new and enlightening input.
Very symbolic your poetry today, teacher @naquoya. Good job!
Yes, I do like symbolism. So long as it is generally understood. Thanks for reading, glad you found value here today.
Your poetry is very inspiring to me. A few days ago, I created a little poem called "Amethyst goblin", where I named it saying that I wear blue from laughing as the great @naquoya poet taught me. I really enjoyed doing it.
Thanks for letting me know. I'll go take a look :)
Wozers that was deep and controversial. The killer right here.
"like religious barbiturates and
philosophical concoctions made to soothe
the soul, an antidote made from the misplaced
hopes and dreams of a lost civilisation"
I feel the same way sometimes.
I do like controversial, although I have mostly been holding back. People get offended easily. So I talk in analogies and riddles often. Glad you liked those lines - they were my favourites also.
I like the thought that answers are like weeds, and have as much value!