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Poem - Everything Is So Far Away

Updated on November 29, 2010

In the small and stolid world
Why is love so far away?
On the endless seas
Why are our dreams so close?
After the toil and hardship of each day
We remain awake where we lay
From a forgotten world
We see love painted on walls
On the dark ocean
We wait as time crawls
Then as the trade winds fill the sail
My eyes can see
My mind can think
My heart can feel
Even if the distance widens
The journey has begun
And I will remember
How much it is that I love you

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      dianeaugust 6 years ago from Tennessee

      This one has such lovely phrasing and the message--ah--it got to my heart. Beautiful poem. DA

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      Nellieanna Hay 6 years ago from TEXAS

      What a lwonderful juxtaposition of: small world/love's great distance and vast seas/dreams close up. That draws one in to your experience here. Very nice! Definitely voting up & other praises!

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      Doug Turner Jr. 6 years ago

      Another short and sweet poem, suburban. Really like the line about seeing love painted on walls. Cheers.

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      scriber1 6 years ago

      So near and so far are he watchwords for the human condiiton in general; knowing that the distance between is not merely a measurement is the beginning of wisdom, and marking a journey begun.

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      The Suburban Poet 6 years ago from Austin, Texas

      Thank you all for the comments...

      Yes it is a small world as they say but our love is far away at times; but as we bob like a cork in the ocean our dreams and fantasy's are also so close because so many times that is where our minds exist...

      Dreaming... I do too much of that sometimes...

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      Marina Lester 6 years ago

      This a great poem, you say a lot with few words. I enjoyed reading this, my favorite part was the beginning...

      "In the small and stolid world

      Why is love so far away?

      On the endless seas

      Why are our dreams so close?"

      This is so, so true and this poem prods your mind to wonder why. Awesome. :)

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      The Suburban Poet 6 years ago from Austin, Texas

      Thank you Marina...

      I've been asking why quite a bit lately... no answers yet but I'll get back to you if I find out...

      I guess I was thinking about how we are all so close with the internet now and how people are living on top of each other yet the same longing for love and peace exists....

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      Leni Sands 6 years ago from UK

      Lovely poem

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      The Suburban Poet 6 years ago from Austin, Texas

      Thank you leni for the nice comment...

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      Thomas Silvia 6 years ago from Massachusetts

      Great poem,very beautifully written!

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      The Suburban Poet 6 years ago from Austin, Texas

      Thank you Kashir... I appreciate it...

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      maven101 6 years ago from Northern Arizona

      Read this over coffee and enjoyed every bit of it...each sip was punctuated by a line, each line stood on its own merit, and each merit was well received by this reader...I especially liked the gentle flow and interconnectivity of the phrasing...

      The lines,

      " Then as the trade winds fill the sail

      My eyes can see

      My mind can think

      My heart can feel ",

      I am reminded of Camus's exhortation that this is all the knowledge he knows, the rest being mere construction...

      What would life be without love...Thank you for this poetic expression of this sweet joy...Larry

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      The Suburban Poet 6 years ago from Austin, Texas

      Maven,

      Glad I didn't spoil your coffee... sometimes these poems start out and then end and the entire time I'm not sure where I am going. But on this one as you say "what would life be without love..." The mariner on this voyage finally realized the one thing he did know... his love for another was real... and he doesn't mind saying it...

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