on that endless highway
I stop at one of the food joints,
sit on that plastic chair
biting at that giant burger
people look at my weird beard
examine my highland kilt
you in your elegant attire
squeeze my hand reassuringly
I look around the place
scattered with wilted flowers
newspapers too flap
in that mild winds
I know I will have to die again
and you will have to follow me soon
to be reborn in which century
or which place in the vast universe
"we know not where/why yet we both do know
some kind of oracle works for us-
death does us apart, it brings us back together"
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"... we know not where/why yet we both do know some kind of oracle works for us ...
I love this line - very powerful!
Imagery with the wilted flowers and sound from newspaper flaps...then the thoughts to be reborn and belief in an oracle...sure it works perfect.
I like how you begin with such an ordinary scene and then move into the extraordinary!
This pleased all my senses!
the power of faith...!
The power of love???
Mmmmm... I had similar ideas ... love how you linked these in a lovely narrative.
peace,
JP/deb
Yes absolutely....there is some force which brings us back together.Interesting !
wow...wonderful take on the prompt...:)
great gautami! that's it, we may be reincarnated, but we know not when, how, where or why....
:)
That force is powerful indeed.
You made me feel like I had walked into a Twilight Zone movie.
Very visual.
I think I have been in that restaurant too. Great imagery. Will we, or will we not meet again?
A scary but refreshing read. I love the quote at the ending.
I loved the visuals here. It flows beautifully.
I love the line, "I know I will have to die again." Again! And round and round we go! Good job! Thanks for the prompt too!
So vivid and crisp...your succinct words made the visuals so crystal clear. Loved it!
Great work Gautami and an excellent prompt suggestion this week for OSI. The last line says it all...
It is always a surprise reading you...
"we know not where/why yet we both do know
some kind of oracle works for us-
death does us apart, it brings us back together"
That is a fabulous statement!
nice, "death brings us together again" I can acept that
it does bring us back together.
It's all in the last line. Excellent!
.. great imagery _ good prompt ..
many thanks for sharing it ..
Oh wow! Ami, when I got to the weird bearded guy I was afraid you were putting me in your poem.
People do squeeze, hug, and pat old men. They do me.
I don't know why. Do you? I might blog about that some time.
Thank you for the prompt. At first I thought it would be hard but my 'poem' just came to me.
Maybe from a former life experience?
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Where did we come from? What do we do with whom we have been? I enjoyed this very, very much.
I love those mild winds! More beautiful images from you , G'tami!
Well. And so there you have it! This is a lovely look at oracle-ing!
I loved the reassurance for the kilted Scot's difference. Excellent lesson there.
great ending!
I loved all the images and wonderred more about the characters. I flet I was there. The contrast of the kilt and the elegant attire, wonderful. Thank you for the prompt which led me to food.
to recognize my love as we glide along together regardless of dress or looks or time... and eating a hamburger at that purrrfeckt g!!!
Just love this, Gautami! As Linda Jacobs said, 'You begin with the ordinary scene and move into the extraordinary.'
Beautiful poem Tami. So hopeful and loving. Wish it were true but then I think it is true for soul mates.
Just lovely.
love, Melanie
how well u combine both prompts with ease! enjoyed it very much!
Beyond life and death. So well said
I very much enjoyed this. And I love the thought of returning with the one we love... This had a kind of bittersweet quality... Longing and fate and mystery all wrapped up as one...
Where on that endless highway will we meet, love, part, perhaps meet again? Stunning poem.
Excellent poem and thanks for a great prompt~
I Love this....endlessly
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