Go into the question mark?
Gently I fold my dream’s wide screen
Away: away I release your meanings
Bright Sun, eyes wide, painted perceived path
Go my Son, fame and fortune awaits your trail
The age of consent releases you from my hold
Go my Son into the day and into the night
Into the question mark, blaze a trail!
Flip the pages of destiny explore its sinuous roads
Determined hand in hand not mine to hold
Go into every question mark’s interrobang
It’s about the journey my Son not the destination
Sooner or later you’ll arrive to the same answer
That led your father to the master plaster
A rolling rock carves the widest path!
February 19, 2013
Copyright Leaking Pen 2013
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A fine poem
This is a very excellent poem, full of beauty, and full too of all the hallmarks of a quality writer. I noticed loads of good things, the great punctuation with the perfectly placed colon in the second line, the pararhyme master plaster,
the inventive vocabulary with interrobang, then the build up to the wisdom of the last line. Great.
Quality writer
Leaking Pen
Dear Leslie
I read your thoughtful comments over and over so many times, it made my heart burst with joy, I agree with you if I may this is one of my best work, I wish I could always be in the zone, but I am thankful when a gift comes down to me, this poem makes so much sense now that I am older, I remember my Dad saying life is but a journey
not destination, now I know what he meant , thanks again
Truly
Paul
Masterpiece
This is an awesome write, Paul! What an amazing way to describe the coming of age, the time when one leaves home and goes out into the world for themselves, and what a marvelous message from parent to child. It speaks of the mystery of life, the hope of the future, and the fulfilling of one's destiny! A wonderful piece of poetry. I love the wisdom of, "It's about the journey, not the destination." Brilliant!
Kind regards,
Chris
poetry in the making
Leaking Pen
Thank you Chris for this wonderful review, I wish I could always be in the the zone and excel in poetry, I am all over the board, some are good, some well lets leave it at that, this poem came from my heart, thank you for feeling my yearning to write good poetry
Truly
Paul