Friday, December 29, 2006


I go,
To the same place,
Where I've always been.
Where I've never been;
Where I will always go.

I go,
Where I should go,
and where I'm not allowed.
Where I am expected,
and, simultaneously, am never to be seen.

I go,
To a new place,
known by an old name.
Familiar, yet, fresh and inviting.
A place that holds new promise;
Promise of possibilities as yet unthought of.

I go,
To the same place
Always the new place,
Always strange,
Always the same.


Catherine said...

This reminds me of a quote which I may use as the basis for my own Sunday Scribblings: "We will not cease from exploration, and the end of all our exploring will be to arrive where we started and know the place for the first time"
(It's not up yet though, I like to post on Sunday)

Inconsequential said...

Liked this.
Everywhere is the same and everywhere is different, it's a perspective thing :)

good stuff.

Elspeth said...

The entire piece is interesting, but I especially like the first verse.

Crafty Green Poet said...

I like this, the sameness of everywhere and the constant newness in every place.

Karen Travels said...

This is beautiful!
Love the pic!

AnnieElf said...

Chris - your poem speaks to me in the most personal of ways. My whole life is about this very thing right now.

Cheryl said...

I really enjoyed this. A continual journey.

jennifer said...

Hi There Chris!

I love this and I love that you have a blog! I will link you on mine!

Jennifer :)

P.S. hi Michelle!

Michelle said...

I love your poem and the picture with it--it represents both my dream and nightmare as someone who is agoraphobic. Nice job.

paris parfait said...

I like the combination of contrasts and similarities in your poem. Beautiful image.

Lisa said...

I liked the poem and loved the pic - it makes me want to just get in my car and drive.

Rethabile said...

Going has always been a good and exciting thing for me. Go well...

And have a good 2007...

~Michelle~ said...

Great job Sweetie, I love it!