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Poetry and Art- A Footprint of Inspiration

Updated on August 18, 2013
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An eagle and a jet airliner cross paths in front of my windshield in a perfect line

As Kansas’ “Dust in the Wind” plays over my stereo.

What does it mean? Not a damned thing!

But thank God, I had the foresight to write down the inspiration.

God? I ponder that mystery as the violin solo vibrates through my truck tires,

Echoing through the asphalt waking ghosts of those that have walked this path before.

The primitive man who witnessed an eagle flying across his path.

No jet airliner, no electric guitar and violin carried over radio waves,

But thank God he had the foresight to memorize the moment.

God? I wonder if that was a cause for reflection while he wandered

Etching the vision into his mind where later that night

As he sat by a fire he scuffed a nearby stone with the charred end of a stick

And produced a mark that reminded him of the great bird.

So with this inspiration he drew from his memory the picture

And with the burned stick reached toward the wall next to him

Where he scrawled the form from his mind into a visible semblance

Which he studied throughout the night and dreamed with mind sparked

Until the morning light found him running with his stick while scanning the heavens

But halted when instead of finding a great bird he came upon a beautiful woman

Who knelt at the edge of the path scooping water from a brook into her hands to drink

While gazing up at him with curious expression toward his charred branch

Causing him to kneel in search of a stone but finding none.

So with no other surface offered for his inspiration he stuck the point in the dirt

And began a portrait of the woman who would become his mate

While overhead an eagle sang as a mountain gust blew dust in the wind

Which finally trickled off into the distant air.

My song ends and I am forced to slow to a stop for the man standing in the road

Is recording something into the pavement with a stick.

He looks up and our eyes meet through the glare of my windshield

What does it mean? Not a damn thing!

But at least we had the foresight to write it down

So that the next visitor that comes upon this trail will see our footprints

And know we were here.



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      Shauna L Bowling 4 years ago from Central Florida

      Wayne, this is such a reflective piece. I love it! Inspiration is all around us. We have to open our hearts to see.

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      Wayne Barrett 4 years ago from Clearwater Florida

      Thank you, bravewarrior.

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      Cat 4 years ago from New York

      wayne,

      I was right there with you. When I drive alone in my car, with the music playing... I find myself traveling to this place. I wonder, I wonder, I ask and I cry. I don't know what it means but something just takes over me. I felt so many emotions reading this; I felt like you could see into my mind. Then I pressed play... it was all over from there; before he had gotten through the first sentence I had my eyes fill up with tears. By the time the violins were playing I felt something warm running down my cheek. This is so beautiful Wayne, thank you!

      Cat

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      Wayne Barrett 4 years ago from Clearwater Florida

      Thank you, Cat for understanding this reflective piece. It is because of artist...writers...musicians, that love, harmony, and inspiration will be carried over to our fellow humans for generations...ages! One of my biggest highs is looking at one of my paintings and imagining that people will be looking at that same piece long after I am gone. It is my footprint!

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      Tijani Achamlal 4 years ago from Morocco

      Thanks for this road trip,a real philosophical journey !you really have sharp senses and keen eyes.Thanks for the ride:)

      Have a nice weekend,my friend!

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      Wayne Barrett 4 years ago from Clearwater Florida

      Thank you, James. It's always nice to have a friend along for the ride!

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      Cat 4 years ago from New York

      wayne,

      There is no doubt you will be leaving behind your fair share of footprints!

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      Deb Hirt 4 years ago from Stillwater, OK

      The beauty intertwines within this and reverts back to another human being with the same sort of connection. To learn and to grow with one another, another piece of the human puzzle.

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      Wayne Barrett 4 years ago from Clearwater Florida

      Thanks for the input, Deb. I appreciate the comments!

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      Erika 4 years ago

      This is amazing, Dad, I love it! I do believe inspiration can be found in anything, and you explain this so wonderfully. Voting up and sharing!

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      Gypsy Rose Lee 4 years ago from Riga, Latvia

      Voted up and awesome. Such lovely imagery. Truly inspirational. It pulled me along and I had to blink when I came to the end. I was in a quite different world. Enjoyed and passing this on.

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      Wayne Barrett 4 years ago from Clearwater Florida

      Thanks Erika!

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      Wayne Barrett 4 years ago from Clearwater Florida

      Thank you, Rasma!

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      Beth Beardall 4 years ago

      Beautiful, Wayne. Love how you weave the lives together and create a sort of eternal linear thought in the process. I also love "Dust in the Wind", one of my favourites.

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      Wayne Barrett 4 years ago from Clearwater Florida

      Thank you very much, Beth.

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      bizarrett81 4 years ago from Maine

      Such a beautiful, thought provoking peice. I have had so many moments when I feel almost connected to the past, where I try to envision the world around me as it once was. Oh how I long to see a world without all this crap!!! Love this. Up and sharing

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      Wayne Barrett 4 years ago from Clearwater Florida

      Thanks Sweety!

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      Frank Atanacio 4 years ago from Shelton

      profound and deep Wayne.. skillyfully written my friend :)

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      Audrey Howitt 4 years ago from California

      Wonderfully reflective--and profound---I loved this journey--and thank you for sharing it with us

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      Sherri Tuck 4 years ago from Virginia

      Very powerful. Thank you for this true work of art.

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      Wayne Barrett 4 years ago from Clearwater Florida

      Thank you very much, Frank!

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      Wayne Barrett 4 years ago from Clearwater Florida

      Thank you for the visit, Audrey!

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      Wayne Barrett 4 years ago from Clearwater Florida

      Sherrituck, I appreciate the kind compliment!

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      samikan 4 years ago from online

      great.....

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      Wayne Barrett 4 years ago from Clearwater Florida

      Thank you, samikan.

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      manatita44 3 years ago from london

      Poetry and art. Truly inspirational, yes.

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      Wayne Barrett 3 years ago from Clearwater Florida

      Manatita, thank you very much my friend.

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      Jose Velasquez 3 years ago from Lodi, New Jersey

      Recording a moment in time can be a special thing. While you may not see the significance, others may. It's why I tend to write all my thoughts out. To me, they are kind of useless, but I might inspire someone.

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      Wayne Barrett 3 years ago from Clearwater Florida

      Inspiring is more important than entertaining. Thank you, Jose.

      May you have a great Fathers Day.

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      Daniel James Hinton 3 years ago from Orlando, Florida

      This piece touches on part to the little things that make being alive so wonderful. That sense of fire that comes with inspiration, finding the beauty and potential in everything. Our life is our portrait :) Very night Wayne, voted up.

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      Wayne Barrett 3 years ago from Clearwater Florida

      Thank you Daniel. I appreciate the thoughts and the support.

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      epigramman 3 years ago

      This is one that I missed Sir Wayne and I am so glad that I found it as I always love to discover/rediscover buried treasure on anyone's hubpage.

      I love your poetic stream of conciousness here - kind of reminded of Hunter S. Thompson, Lewis Carroll and Johnny Cash, lol.

      You are a man who breathes writing/poetry as naturally as a fish swimming in the water and that's a nice place to be Sir Wayne.

      They must start teaching the Wayne Barrett style of writing at school for it would become a bestseller.

      If they taught my style everyone would end up in the loony bin with those white jackets on, lol lol lol

      Have a pleasant, happy and safe weekend and please say hello to your family from mine ....Colin, Tiffy and Gabriel at lake erie time 1:20pm and posting and linking your fine piece of writing here on FB for everyone to see and read

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      Wayne Barrett 3 years ago from Clearwater Florida

      Colin, you humble me. As to your accolades toward me, lets just say that I am always honored by your visits and your extremely generous compliments.

      I am glad that you came across this one; it was one of those that happened almost as I described. An eagle and an airliner crossed paths in front of me while driving, and the poem just came to me in an instant. Love it when that happens. God knows what would have transcribed if it had been a vulture and a hot air balloon!

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