the notebook…

once I had dreamed this;
a life where I had love,
dignity did not depend
on the depth of pockets,
or the pass fail columns
of academic notebooks;
with my time, methods,
I could build my world,
battling the many cuts
that’d scrape my travels.

nothing goes as planned;
there is an urgency now
that wasn’t there before;
nothing simple survives
in the jolts of this ride.

in boldness, I continue
to come roaring back,
from changes that trap;
writing in invisible ink,
each day a blank page,
in the notebook of life.

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© Leo (11th September, 2011)

Poetry & writing to me are to me, a breath of fresh air in a life that is sometimes covered by the smoke of sorrow or self doubt. They also become the sweets I share to celebrate when life offers me a reason to. But most of all, they are to me, my life. For each word I write is a piece of my heart, a thought that just had to find its way into the world.

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  1. The opening stanza is very touching and can feel the heart in anguish!!The bumpy ride is well portrayed in the second verse Leo!! The last verse says a lot and a very poignant reminder of the passing of time!!  Well done!!

  2. it is a phase when what I write seems to be getting erased by another, Prams. glad you liked it. yeah, you could say all is 5n. some times are off putting, thats all..

  3. the periods are to me, quite necessary, Traci. because there are timely intervals. what was once my dream, what is now my pace, and what has been and might well will be my response to the actions around me… glad you liked my poem. thank you so much.

  4. Nice Leo…I appreciate the verse and the challenge of looking at that blank page each day…both empowering and intimidating. I feel that urgency as well…a few critiques…i think this would do well to have some punctuation, really just a comma here and there to break apart a few of the thoughts and give us a moment to breath between them…i think it would only help the flow…an example being the first and second line…..had dreamed this alife just kinda bunches up in the mouth…second is the word swerves…at least i think it is swerves…because i really had a hard time deciphering it in your font.thanks for joining in at dVerse…if I thinkof any more I will let you know…

  5. Stopping by from the dVerse link. I like the imagery you paint here, especially the "battling the many cuts that'd scrape my travels" line. I think you put together a unique perspective here. Two things do throw me off however. The lack of punctuation makes it hard for me to tell where you intend for pauses to take place and some of the lines run together. Also using this font makes it a bit hard to read for some of us old folks that are too vain to were our glasses. All in all I like the work and think it was well done. Thank you for sharing.

  6. There is a gentle strength captured here, one that says life may knock me off balance but it won't take my pleasure away. Beautiful thoughts here.Beth

  7. Thank you for the critique, Pangean Poetry 🙂 Glad you liked the imagery and that line in particular.. I just wrote a phase of my heart that I find myself in at times!Regards the two things that throw you off, I've made changes. I've added the punctuation for the flow, I was meaning to originally, then had decided against it on instinct. 🙂 The font I've changed, it is not a cursive continuous font now, so reading it shouldn't be a problem I hope! Thanks once again for dropping by!

  8. Thank you Brian. Glad you liked the verse and the challenging phase of looking at life as a blank page. I feel the urgency more often than needed right now, unfortunately! I have added punctuation, and also changed the font! Please feel free to let me know any further critique.. I'll take it in its positivity and change if I find necessary!

  9. Hi Leo, found you linked up at dVerse – and glad I clicked. I like the way you went head on this subject, reflecting and going forward "in boldness" Great images and meaningful to anyone who uses invisible ink…~deb

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