Journey

Journey

The main’sl I’ll hoist
and trim the jib,
the time of youth I’ll foist,
and sail from the glib.

With my boat I’ll cruise and glide
and when my tack crosses with Dave,
as life becomes a tumultuous ride,
I’ll smile to him and wave.

Through the journey I’ll carry my cross
and lessons I will learn.
At times I’ll grieve with loss
for Comfort I will yearn.

Ah, but life,
‘tis beyond the soul.
Like a sharp knife
it’ll never be an experience droll.

For from the past
through which we live.
we’ll learn to last,
we’ll learn to give.


JH 02/2010

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This is, or is supposed to be a “response” poem to a poem written by a classmate/friend.  I am not sure what a response poem is and I would more call this a piece inspired by, because that is what it is actually, anyway the poem is "Truckin' Through Time"   by Dave   Wild Dave also shared a poem by A Billy Collins, “Introduction To Poetry”, which was very helpful and I must admit has some influence here also.  But mostly it is Wild Dave’s piece.  Which is good by the way.

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