Sunday, September 29, 2013

path

Things could have turned out very differently.

It's about choice. A fork in the road. Strangers coming together. Call it fate, or destiny. And, as in a recent poetry prompt, "we are all interconnected."




artist unknown
image from visipix




path



were it
not
for
you
coming
to me
on one
sweet summer's night
(
my path would have been lined with knives
(
no soothsayer would
i need
to tell
me
how
my
world
would collide.



30/04/2011
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"We should meet in another life, we should meet in air, me and you.”

― Sylvia Plath



This poem was written for NaPoWriMo 2011 at my other blog. There were little eyeballs on it then. I would like to share it on Poetry Pantry #169 at Poets United.





© cheong lee san ( dsnake1 ) 2013

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13 Comments:

Blogger Sumana Roy said...


i like the layout.......and the flow of words......

30 September, 2013 00:58  
Blogger Brian Miller said...

nice...amazing how those little touches in our lives shape who we become...and take one away and our life would be very different....

30 September, 2013 01:08  
Blogger Sherry Blue Sky said...

A sweet path, rather than one with knives. Wonderful!!!!!

30 September, 2013 01:28  
Blogger rudyan said...

powerful... I too have felt that, a person met at just that point... and that has made all the difference, as the poet said

30 September, 2013 02:14  
Blogger Nissa Annakindt said...

It has a nice shape to it, and I don't mean just how you arranged the words on the screen. Thanks for sharing it.

30 September, 2013 03:17  
Blogger Nataša Dolenc said...

soothsayer... how your world would collide.. i like that.

30 September, 2013 04:50  
Blogger Mary said...

This poem seems to be one of thankfulness for one's blessing of connections. Always great to see you in the Pantry.

30 September, 2013 07:30  
OpenID coordinatedmayhem said...

Short and to the point (no pun intended). "my path would have been lined with knives" creates an interesting and gritty visual. You can feel the threat of their points. Nice work.

30 September, 2013 23:30  
Blogger dsnake1 said...

Sumana,

thank you! :)


Brian,

it is amazing, how someone or some action elsewhere can shape one's life.


Sherry,

i was once mixing with the wrong company..:(


rudyan,

thanks for visiting! glad you shared that sentiment too. :)


Nissa,

good to see you again. to me, the layout and shape of the poem are just as important as the words. :)


Natasa,

thank you! :)


Mary,

yes, it is also about thankfulness. for not going off on a tangent.
it's my pleasure to share my poems at the Pantry. :)

30 September, 2013 23:36  
Blogger dsnake1 said...

thank you, coordinatedmayhem. :)
this was written for NaPoWriMo and usually for this event my poems tend to be quite short.

30 September, 2013 23:56  
Blogger Lisa A. Williams said...

To meet someone who makes us a better person, such a blessing. Love this poem.

01 October, 2013 07:54  
Blogger R.K. Garon said...

another speck-tac=queler`~~write...U humble us.
ZQ

01 October, 2013 08:32  
Blogger dsnake1 said...

Lisa,

indeed, that was the theme of the poem. :)


ZQ,

i am flattered! :D

01 October, 2013 21:21  

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