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Re: Katray2

Thanks, Katray2. We ponder this, I think, trying to validate ourselves, when in point of fact, there is no need. A mental exercise we sometimes do. Thank you, dear.  

posted by Sea_Gypsy on December 14, 2017 at 8:01 PM | link to this | reply

Re: Barry

Perhaps we all do wonder that at times. Thank you so much. 

posted by Sea_Gypsy on December 14, 2017 at 7:59 PM | link to this | reply

Re: BigV

Thank you so much. What a beautiful thing to say. It really touched me. 

posted by Sea_Gypsy on December 14, 2017 at 7:58 PM | link to this | reply

Re: Kabu - you bright a light to this world...

Thank you, dear. One tries not to wither and fade into oblivion... 

posted by Sea_Gypsy on December 14, 2017 at 7:57 PM | link to this | reply

Re: BC-A

Aha, you did catch it! You read it exactly as I might have thought! 

posted by Sea_Gypsy on December 14, 2017 at 7:56 PM | link to this | reply

Re: FSI

We must look forward, not backward, and learn along the way. Thank you. 

posted by Sea_Gypsy on December 14, 2017 at 7:55 PM | link to this | reply

Re: C_C_T

Thanks, CC. It was an exercise in speculation, that's all. As for the Gypsy, I was born that way...or so they say. 

posted by Sea_Gypsy on December 14, 2017 at 7:54 PM | link to this | reply

Re: Aba Brother

Thank you, yes, I agree, 'I yam what I yam,' as Popeye (a cartoon character here) said. 

posted by Sea_Gypsy on December 14, 2017 at 7:52 PM | link to this | reply

Deeply thought provoking, RP!

I have pondered the same too. I enjoyed this, thank you...

posted by Katray2 on December 14, 2017 at 6:01 PM | link to this | reply

Sometimes I wonder the same thing about myself.  Great Poem. 

posted by Barry_Lee_Jones on December 14, 2017 at 4:41 PM | link to this | reply

Yes, it would have mattered. Just as the 'wings of a butterfly' make a difference, so have you.

posted by BigV on December 14, 2017 at 10:31 AM | link to this | reply

it most certainly does matter, to me, How aweful a world with you withered away would be for me.

posted by Kabu on December 13, 2017 at 2:13 PM | link to this | reply

You would still  be you. The meaning might be be ourselves love.

posted by BC-A on December 13, 2017 at 9:48 AM | link to this | reply

As time passes, we do find ourselves changing, sometimes for the better and other way n the worse. It is always interesting to read how people look back and their lives.

posted by FormerStudentIntern on December 13, 2017 at 9:34 AM | link to this | reply

Probably a sequence of events all haphazard . I don't think that which you would have liked to have been had much of a chance. Nothing is perfect we all probably wish we had a mortal upgrade at times. I am sure everyone looks back and thinks that was not a good decision, but of course one would be looking at it from a more experienced understanding. You would not really want to be a gypsy and wash in a tin tray with three whippets under the table? I like the poem though. 

posted by C_C_T on December 13, 2017 at 6:08 AM | link to this | reply

The best thing, according to me, is that you have become who you are, because the speculations, no matter, however much you may have wished would have been, in the end, fruitless quests. And God did play a singular role into making you who you are. Predestined, as we call it. 

posted by anib on December 12, 2017 at 11:19 PM | link to this | reply