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Poem: Links of Chain or Is It a Stairway

Updated on May 6, 2017

Introduction to Poem

This poem’s title arrives from the journey of creating a journal of stanzas becoming a poem spanning a month. Because April is National Poetry Month I thought I would share it. I plan on continuing this journal into the nexus of mind, heart, body, and soul becoming spirit.

Each four line stanza has been written early on a morn near awakening seeking spontaneity, sharing moods, and encountering doors. Sometimes I read the previous stanza and other times not. I tried not to, but alas temptation lay close by. Those doors may be opened while at times remain closed.

Between each a blank space as a moment of pause offering listening to an inner voice. After those moments arrives a count of time’s passing and a date introducing the next stanza. And, it is a new day, another recorded step of a journey, and perhaps a new person. I hope you enjoy this experiment seeking life with poetry.

A poem may flow like a stream traversing the landscape of events, time, and imagination.
A poem may flow like a stream traversing the landscape of events, time, and imagination. | Source

Links of Chain or Is It a Stairway

Tuesday, March 21, 2017

Knock, knock a quest begs indulgence of adventure,

A twist, a turn, arrive a knot beholden purpose to bind,

Of what is served while of which is never considered,

Its art of design a puzzle until learned, taught is a prize.


One day later . . . Thursday, March 23, 2017

True prize be wisdom not of pride one knows, is revealed,

Shared with me from above is nourishment of blessings,

Knock, knock challenge says answer always known, resolve?

Solution are rules to be followed, wisdom gained a blessing.


One day later . . . Friday, March 24, 2017

A day arrives and Mr. Booglyboo steps out his door made of grass,

Closer to the size of a fairy with a smile as wide as the sun’s rays,

The morning greets blades of grass painted with dew like a forest,

A grasshopper near says, “Hello Mr. Booglyboo, Love-ly day today”.


Five days later . . . Wednesday, March 29, 2017

A moth lands upon window above the ledge and then stares,

Its eyes glow red I know a reflection of the room’s dim light,

Alas, is a messenger or a spy for the cosmos of a higher power,

I dun’no, to give thought hides its beauty of simply being a friend.


One day later . . . Thursday, March 30, 2017

Knock, knock upon my heart’s door my soul seeks its entrance,

Alas, my mind asks “Who’s there?” while heart has deaf ears,

Answer arrives ‘tis is me your companion be light or darkness,

Heart awakens hushing mind’s query joining hands welcoming.


One day later . . . Friday, March 31, 2017

Knock, knock arrives from the inside seeking to discover outside,

At times the mind seeks the heart and at times the heart the mind,

It is like a pup whispering I understand you when you’re saddened,

Next, brings his ball wagging his tail playfully laying it before you.


Like a pathway stanzas lead onward to a destination, yet is not known until arrived.
Like a pathway stanzas lead onward to a destination, yet is not known until arrived. | Source

Four days later . . . Wednesday, April 05, 2017

Oh my, my, my another day of wandering from here to there,

The spring blooms of mellow yellow, lazy lavender, and rosy red,

Hop, skip, and jump leaping like a frog into a pond of lovely lilies,

The outstretched rays of the jolly sun promise abundant blessings.


Two days later . . . Friday, April 07, 2017

What of God, gods, and idols worshiped each day,

Prayers are said to be four parts of a holy order,

Adoration, confession, thanksgiving, and supplication,

What of those times your only desire is to be given a hug?


One week later . . . Friday, April 14, 2017

Arrives dancing fairies under the light of the moon,

Gnomes awaken lantern in hand passing outside,

Effervescent notes of flutes and lyres fill full the air,

I lay low upon the grassy meadow smiling seeing life.


One week later . . . Friday, April 21, 2017

One week, seven days, ten thousand eighty minutes,

Fifty-one ahead this year’s journey full of promises,

One second separates yes from no, decisions eternal,

Only a breath changes life’s path greeting tomorrow.


The same day as the poem comes to a close . . .

Knock, Knock said five times, do you hear your inner voice?

Ten verse span thirty days from March to April celebration,

No rhyme, no reason, links of a chain or a stairway to heaven,

Each introspective link joins, each reflective step leads onward.

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      Eric Dierker 3 months ago from Spring Valley, CA. U.S.A.

      This is very interesting. I must admit that each entry stood by itself, which made it hard to read in flow. Kind of like it was written on a different day and it should be read on a different day - if that makes sense.

      It was strange but I felt a sense of betrayal within me not spending time on each entry, like they deserved a day of reflection but I abandoned them for the next.

      One thing for certain Tim, this has a major effect on me.

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      Venkatachari M 3 months ago from Hyderabad, India

      Wonderful, Tim. I enjoyed it a lot. Each stanza is linked with one another and it has been a beautiful journey of the heart and mind experiencing and reasoning the different moments of the life.

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      John Hansen 3 months ago from Queensland Australia

      This was a wonderful and unique approach to April Poetry Month, Tim. Somewhat like reading a diary but captivating to follow the chain and see how your mind works.

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      jouzif414 3 months ago

      jamil jdaan

      Very beautiful

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      DEBANGEE MANDAL 3 months ago from India

      Charming , fascinating writing . Well done!

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      Eric Dierker 3 months ago from Spring Valley, CA. U.S.A.

      I had to come for more.

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      Tim Mitchell 3 months ago from Escondido, CA

      Thank you for commenting Eric. I must admit I think this is not really a form of flow because it is different days each with a stanza. But, as a journal I found it to offer reflective thought for me once I had a month of entries Perhaps it may inspire a poem more traditional.

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      Tim Mitchell 3 months ago from Escondido, CA

      Thanks Venkatachari for visiting. I plan on continuing this journaling with poetry adventure.

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      Tim Mitchell 3 months ago from Escondido, CA

      Hello Jodah thanks for stopping by. I thought about it was revealing a little about my inner me, but that is what poetry does I thought. I found it interesting reading back how change was revealed and look forward to it continuing.

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      Tim Mitchell 3 months ago from Escondido, CA

      Thanks for reading jamil :-)

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      Tim Mitchell 3 months ago from Escondido, CA

      Thanks for reading Debangee :-)

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      Tim Mitchell 3 months ago from Escondido, CA

      hmmmmm . . . It may offer some insight? It did for me especially when I reflect over the month it spans. Maybe others will think of such an adventure?

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      Shyron E Shenko 2 months ago from Texas

      Unique poem Tim, I enjoyed reading ths very much.

      Have a blessed day.

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      Tim Mitchell 2 months ago from Escondido, CA

      Thank you Shyron for reading. I hope it offered some insight.

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      Eric Dierker 2 months ago from Spring Valley, CA. U.S.A.

      Back again - I really like April 5th

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      Sannel 2 months ago

      You have here written an interesting and unique poem, Mitch! What an amazing journey over the span of a month. Just like John said, somewhat like reading a diary. A thought provoke poem that needs to be read again and again, and with each time, you'll find a new experience. An amazing contribution to April Poetry Month. Great work, my friend.

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      Ruby Jean Fuller 2 months ago from Southern Illinois

      This is a new discovery, each day's thoughts mingle together forming poetry. Beautifully crafted and meaningful. I loved reading this. Thank you...

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      Tim Mitchell 2 months ago from Escondido, CA

      Your welcome Ruby :-) I added another stanza this morning. I find the chain or stairway interesting with reflection.

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      Tim Mitchell 2 months ago from Escondido, CA

      Thank you Sannel! It is becoming an interesting journal for me. I am eager to read it after a few months passing. Perhaps one stanza will inspire a poem from it like a branch on a tree? I'll let you know. :-)

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      Tim Mitchell 2 months ago from Escondido, CA

      Thanks for stopping back again. :-) Rereading it just now I have a smile remembering that day. Nice!

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      Audrey Howitt 2 months ago from California

      I love this kind of deeper and introspective writing Tim--do you find yourself moving more deeply into your writing as a result?

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      Eric Dierker 2 months ago from Spring Valley, CA. U.S.A.

      OK so I am stalking this wonderful work. Today the last one with the two stanzas really gets me pondering what linear time really is.

      And I still cannot settle on the chain or the stairs. Hmmm

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      Tim Mitchell 2 months ago from Escondido, CA

      Welcome, Eric! I think I remember somewhere you mentioned questioning time being linear. Maybe a comment to a comment somewhere. I could get easily lost pondering time. Maybe writing a poem or article describing time without measurement? Maybe a Sunday Sermon? I begin with asking does life flow with time or does time flow with life? I think of things like symmetry, asymmetry, static, dynamic, less, more, full, empty, flow, and stagnant. Isn't time all of those?

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      Tim Mitchell 2 months ago from Escondido, CA

      Hello, Audrey. I hope this day brings you many blessings. I have found perhaps I do, but not always. A hope is adding a stanza as early in the day near awakening is to be spontaneous without the influence of the day's events. In other words tapping into my consciousness that is still in touch with my subconscious or dreams of the night. I feel that has influenced what I want to write about usually explored with my journal where my pondering seeks being words becoming sentences and so forth.

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      Gypsy Rose Lee 2 months ago from Riga, Latvia

      Applause most creatively done.

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      Tim Mitchell 2 months ago from Escondido, CA

      Thank you, Gypsy Rose Lee. I appreciate your comment!

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