Walking On, a Poem

I'll Keep Walking On...

I keep walking on,

and if sometimes I'm walking on graves,

it just raises my feet up...

so they can be proud o' me,

bringin' in my tiny harvest,

roses, marigold, sweet peas, everybody is welcome

to refuge,

Walkin' on, I'ma dreaming of

cold winter nights all the good

things I put up...

I can still dance

and drink wine,

believe in love

and poetry...

I'm strong and good;

I'm smart, and fine still,

so, I'll shake my skirt,

in these last days of fall-

I reflect, and

and dream a riot of color...

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WillStarr 15 months ago from Phoenix, Arizona

Choosing best poet around here is tough, Lily, but this is why I voted for you :

"I'm strong and good;

I'm smart, and fine still,

so, I'll shake my skirt,

in these last days of fall-

even Winter thaws."


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Jodah 15 months ago from Queensland Australia

Enjoyable poem Lily.


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lilyfly 15 months ago from Wasilla, Alaska Author

Did you really, Will?thank you! Thank you Jodha!


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moonfroth 15 months ago from Rural BC (Canada) & N of Puerto Vallarta (Mexico)

This piece is vintage, classic Lily Art--casual, conversational, provocative and thoughtful. When you're on, my dear, you are ON. I was especially impressed by

"........ if sometimes I'm walking on graves,

it just raises my feet up...

so they can be proud o' me,

bringin' in my tiny harvest,

".....

The only (small) suggestion I have pertains to the very last line:

".....even Winter thaws". This wonderful piece is a celebration of the harvest, of the fulness of work--both Nature's natural flow and human work in concert, and for me, I would hope the value and bounty of Fall would somehow honour the Fall itself. The close, however, almost DISCARDS Fall and Winter (hence the poem??) by placing final value on the Spring. Just a thought. Great little poem.

hank you Lily!

ClarkT


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lilyfly 15 months ago from Wasilla, Alaska Author

Ah, there you are friend! You are RIGHT, as usual, which is annoying, (but very helpful!!! Love yaz, lily


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Nell Rose 14 months ago from England

As Will said, me too.....! I love your poems, and it seems five minutes ago that you were writing about winter being on its way, (sigh) its that time of year again! nell


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DzyMsLizzy 14 months ago from Oakley, CA

Very nice.

I don't know what happened, but on my screen, I only see this as the last line (copied/pasted):

"in these last days of fall-

eand dream a riot of color..."

Then there is a big block ad. So, I thank the other commenters for filling in the blanks that somehow did not display for me.


moonfroth 14 months ago

Lily --

DzyMs's comment has me concerned about the whole poem. Would you please copy and paste the whole poem as a 'comment' on this Comment--just to make sure we've all got the whole thing?


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lilyfly 14 months ago from Wasilla, Alaska Author

Yes, fixed, umm, this is tripe. The poem, not your reflections.


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moonfroth 14 months ago from Rural BC (Canada) & N of Puerto Vallarta (Mexico)

If it's 'tripe' Lily--why is it here?


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lilyfly 14 months ago from Wasilla, Alaska Author

Keep you on your toes. Course I think everything I do is tripe.


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snakeslane 14 months ago from Canada

Hey Lily, I've been thinking about this poem for days. It's so up. Raising your feet up, shaking your skirt. Enjoying your tiny harvest. Walking on graves. Walking on. I liked the original last line. Even winter thaws.


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lilyfly 11 months ago from Wasilla, Alaska Author

Hey, Snakes, a long delayed, thank you!

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