We move in step Our pace succinct Gaining strength From weakened knees Chest hive shaking butterflies Exorcised to far side of trees
I’m not sure if this is real Can’t believe just how I feel Falling over the bridge to up Each move un-knots Sore landing spots Sandpaper shuffles At her flip-flopped feet Living in arbor seas of green Forgetting planks
Arched frown toward peace Showing way to finally reach
Had me tongue-raveled Talking of so many things First loves Lame high school scenes College majors Burning dreams Books Future Failure Depression Creativity therein What we’ll be Depends upon More than might Brushoff Touch, set fire In blue jeans Live wiring Electricity shorts out Words come easy Curtail breath Over this stream Two lives cross Looking up to each other With smiles content to spend Reciprocal grins and sugar touch
Lakeside picnic basket lunch here, her Seeking
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s ………………………………….…As time trails Through forest clearing ……………..Floating together ……………………………tender warm wakes Learned strides pasture worst mistakes Full knowing now that she can hang— Rather walking in serenityhand in hand Where we miss and wish again Discovering more than being happy Finding joy that isn’t planned
___________________________________________________ Want to listen to Wish Again? The above poem was written for One Stop Poetry’s Sunday Picture Prompt Challenge. Chris G. interviews Adam Romanowicz at One Stop Poetry. Fantastic photographer!
some great word play adam…the chest hive butterflies line…very nice…the falling up bridge line…and you visual waterfall…all favs…well played my friend…hope you are well…
Take those precious moments and run with them Adam, happiness and happy moments are too few and far between in this life to ignore. Make the most of what you find, learn, embrace and ultimately cross the bridge. Loved this, haven’t listened yet on my
Mobile but I’ll return later on x hope you’re doing well friend
so many gorgeous lines and a terrific read…but what resonates most with me is the finding joy that isn’t planned…opens the field wide and makes me hold my breath..beautiful adam
Falling over the bridge to up
Each move un-knots
Sore landing spots… The metaphor is immaculate and the vision quite palpably felt way over here.
Thank you for always making my Sunday 🙂
Dustus likes a unplanned cut meat
grilled steak at 9:30ish at night
or walnut spliced salmon cakes
soaked in sunflower seed oil well baked.
Me, soused by a tub of rolling rock
fall off the bridge into the water.
Dustus on the bank with his fishing pole
old grand dad bourbon to ease his soul.
“That’s quite a fish I’ve just seen jump;
better change my leader to a bourbon jigger.
my garage frig is full of 33’s, come on over, the garage is open, and the key to the garage frig is in the freezer…better hurry, my neighbors have been poaching
sometimes unplanned joys are more precious 😀
very beautiful write … specially towards the end…
//As time trails
Through forest clearing
Floating together
tender warm wake// I loved these the most 😀
enjoyed reading
Excellent piece. Everything flows really well. The wordplay in here, as others have mentioned is great. I also enjoyed the projection you used near the poems finale Really well done:)
PASE POR TU BLOG Y FUE UN HONOR, TU POESIA ES BUENA Y ME GUSTA, YO TENGO UN BLOG POETICO UN TANTO ESTRAÑO SI LO VISITAS LO COMPRENDERAS, SOY DE JAEN UNA PEQUÑA CIUDAD DEL SUR DE ESPAÑA. TE DESEO UNA FELIZ SEMANA
You really captured the joy in unexpected connections. So fun to be surprised by others in a good way instead of bad. And, I like the word play, too. It’s always a good thing, in my book 🙂
Chest hive shaking butterflies…..great line. I also love how you spun your words with this poem. It is as though you changed styles throughout the poem. I really like how you dropped waterfalls…..good piece!
Too many beautiful lines to mention; your word play is spot on…a meandering walk of memories when lives meet, bridge together to form new worlds because the “words come easy”. Lovely ~
I love the ‘unexptected in your poem, Adam! I love how the words seem to move on their own, into their own rhyme and line while conjuring emotions they veil in their precision…love this most of all:
Seeking a cascade of letters that spells waterfalls and
“………………………………….…As time trails
Through forest clearing
……………..Floating together
……………………………tender warm wakes
Learned strides pasture worst mistakes
Full knowing now that she can hang—
Rather walking in serenity hand in hand
Where we miss and wish again
Discovering more than being happy
Finding joy that isn’t planned”
The above poem was written for One Stop Poetry’s Sunday Picture Prompt Challenge. Chris G. interviews Adam Romanowicz at One Stop Poetry. Fantastic photographer!
Dustus Blog 
June 25, 2011 at 11:06 pm
some great word play adam…the chest hive butterflies line…very nice…the falling up bridge line…and you visual waterfall…all favs…well played my friend…hope you are well…
June 25, 2011 at 11:59 pm
Doing well. Thanks, bro.
June 26, 2011 at 2:54 am
this is beautiful, Adam! the sentiment, the layout, and of course the writing. one of my favorites.
June 26, 2011 at 3:31 am
Good read, flow, word choices.
June 26, 2011 at 4:50 am
This is fabulous..I really enjoyed the flow and wordplay, (loved the butterflies) forgot to breath a couple of times! Great poem & energy.
June 26, 2011 at 5:40 am
Mr sentiment, that was nicely done, Dustus
June 26, 2011 at 6:46 am
The arched frown really had me thinking and guided me to Joy that isn’t planned. Liked the format Dustus.
June 26, 2011 at 6:49 am
Adam, I love this one. I love the sentiment …. and joy that isn’t planned is the best kind 🙂
June 26, 2011 at 7:08 am
Take those precious moments and run with them Adam, happiness and happy moments are too few and far between in this life to ignore. Make the most of what you find, learn, embrace and ultimately cross the bridge. Loved this, haven’t listened yet on my
Mobile but I’ll return later on x hope you’re doing well friend
June 26, 2011 at 7:25 am
unplanned is often the best, i think
June 26, 2011 at 8:25 am
so many gorgeous lines and a terrific read…but what resonates most with me is the finding joy that isn’t planned…opens the field wide and makes me hold my breath..beautiful adam
June 26, 2011 at 8:26 am
This is extraordinary work, Adam:
Falling over the bridge to up
Each move un-knots
Sore landing spots… The metaphor is immaculate and the vision quite palpably felt way over here.
Thank you for always making my Sunday 🙂
June 26, 2011 at 8:42 am
Love how this flows, Adam, like the stream the birdge is crossing. It moves and swirls and sums up a life.
June 26, 2011 at 8:45 am
Dustus likes a unplanned cut meat
grilled steak at 9:30ish at night
or walnut spliced salmon cakes
soaked in sunflower seed oil well baked.
Me, soused by a tub of rolling rock
fall off the bridge into the water.
Dustus on the bank with his fishing pole
old grand dad bourbon to ease his soul.
“That’s quite a fish I’ve just seen jump;
better change my leader to a bourbon jigger.
June 26, 2011 at 9:00 am
i look for the #33 when I’m thirsty and out of bourbon lol
June 26, 2011 at 9:39 am
my garage frig is full of 33’s, come on over, the garage is open, and the key to the garage frig is in the freezer…better hurry, my neighbors have been poaching
June 26, 2011 at 9:29 am
Beautiful write Adam, the pace felt like a walk over the bridge, really wonderfully composed. ~ Rose
June 26, 2011 at 9:38 am
Finding joy unexpected…serendipity. This is a tight write.
June 26, 2011 at 9:43 am
Really like the way the poem’s flow matched events described in the lines…very well crafted poem.
June 26, 2011 at 10:39 am
sometimes unplanned joys are more precious 😀
very beautiful write … specially towards the end…
//As time trails
Through forest clearing
Floating together
tender warm wake// I loved these the most 😀
enjoyed reading
June 26, 2011 at 11:00 am
Love the wordplay leading to the elusive visual waterfall… great writing.
June 26, 2011 at 11:08 am
Excellent piece. Everything flows really well. The wordplay in here, as others have mentioned is great. I also enjoyed the projection you used near the poems finale Really well done:)
June 26, 2011 at 11:13 am
Love the waterfalls, sense of falling into future, love.
June 26, 2011 at 11:25 am
PASE POR TU BLOG Y FUE UN HONOR, TU POESIA ES BUENA Y ME GUSTA, YO TENGO UN BLOG POETICO UN TANTO ESTRAÑO SI LO VISITAS LO COMPRENDERAS, SOY DE JAEN UNA PEQUÑA CIUDAD DEL SUR DE ESPAÑA. TE DESEO UNA FELIZ SEMANA
June 26, 2011 at 12:06 pm
I loved your intense spontaneity. Nice read!
June 26, 2011 at 12:13 pm
A beautiful moment, better than if it was captured on video.
http://henryclemmonspoet.blogspot.com/2011/06/el-amor-nuevo-dia.html
June 26, 2011 at 12:15 pm
You really captured the joy in unexpected connections. So fun to be surprised by others in a good way instead of bad. And, I like the word play, too. It’s always a good thing, in my book 🙂
June 26, 2011 at 1:49 pm
This was a beautiful walk over a bridge… with unexpected joy at the end… loved the flow and words; enjoyable to read.
June 26, 2011 at 3:04 pm
this is a lovely write. I enjoyed every word of this.
June 26, 2011 at 5:34 pm
Chest hive shaking butterflies…..great line. I also love how you spun your words with this poem. It is as though you changed styles throughout the poem. I really like how you dropped waterfalls…..good piece!
June 26, 2011 at 5:37 pm
I love how you read. I really liked the flip flop part till you read it and then the alliteration REALLY popped out.
June 26, 2011 at 5:45 pm
A very powerful, emotional poem.
June 26, 2011 at 7:51 pm
Too many beautiful lines to mention; your word play is spot on…a meandering walk of memories when lives meet, bridge together to form new worlds because the “words come easy”. Lovely ~
June 26, 2011 at 8:57 pm
Great form and interesting write. Good job.
June 26, 2011 at 10:50 pm
I love the ‘unexptected in your poem, Adam! I love how the words seem to move on their own, into their own rhyme and line while conjuring emotions they veil in their precision…love this most of all:
Seeking a cascade of letters that spells waterfalls and
“………………………………….…As time trails
Through forest clearing
……………..Floating together
……………………………tender warm wakes
Learned strides pasture worst mistakes
Full knowing now that she can hang—
Rather walking in serenity hand in hand
Where we miss and wish again
Discovering more than being happy
Finding joy that isn’t planned”
Thanks greatly!
June 27, 2011 at 5:42 am
This is a very innovative poem Adam
June 28, 2011 at 2:05 am
I just stopped by again to thank you for your fun limerick contribution to this week’s Limerick-Off!
July 5, 2011 at 6:21 pm
Lovely, intricate, gentle, sad yet, hopeful too. Just…lovely.
July 6, 2011 at 4:25 am
Really nice poem…
July 6, 2011 at 6:31 am
Beautifully said Dustus. And a lovely pic to go with it too.
July 13, 2011 at 6:00 am
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