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22 December 2017

‘May the Road Rise to Meet You,’ I Said, and She Said:

What does that mean? I feel like 
I just climbed a mountain.
What you want from me?

I don’t wanna climb anymore …
can’t I just walk downhill please,
to the next flower maybe?

May the road be winding and wonderful! 
(Feels like a tightrope at the moment.
Talk about straight and narrow.)


Found poem: found in a comment on one of my facebook posts. I couldn't resist shaping it into the poem I thought it wanted to be.

 Later: Linking to The Tuesday Platform for 20 Feb. 2018 at "imaginary garden with real toads".
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18 comments:

  1. Sherry Blue Sky23 December 2017 at 04:23

    What a cool found poem........the comment it is from must have been a doozy! Smiles. Happy holidays, my friend.......may it all be spent on Easy Street!

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    1. Rosemary Nissen-Wade23 December 2017 at 06:09

      That was pretty much it, the whole comment. My friend didn't need to elaborate, because I know what she's been dealing with.

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  2. kaykuala23 December 2017 at 04:50

    (Feels like a tightrope at the moment.
    Talk about straight and narrow.)'

    Relationships can certainly be subjected to such elements. Very true Rosemary!

    Hank

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  3. Unknown23 December 2017 at 06:14

    haha does this make me a true poet? <3

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  4. Magaly Guerrero23 December 2017 at 09:39

    Here is hoping for "winding and wonderful". I just love the twist that phrase promises. Yummy.

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  5. ✿21 February 2018 at 00:46

    "can’t I just walk downhill please,
    to the next flower maybe?"

    Oh, man. No kidding!

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  6. Timoteo21 February 2018 at 01:53

    True creativity here...use it all because everything can be inspiration...sometimes you have to respond to prepackaged pithy sayings with a dose of reality!

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  7. Sanaa Rizvi21 February 2018 at 02:36

    I absolutely adore this!💖 The way you have phrased the road as 'winding and wonderful' is delightful and truly depicts your creativity!💖

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    1. Rosemary Nissen-Wade21 February 2018 at 08:36

      Well it was my friend's creativity really. (Smile.)

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  8. Vivian Zems21 February 2018 at 06:07

    A tired soul wants the easier road. A great found poem. I wonder what the writer was going through?

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  9. Rommy21 February 2018 at 07:00

    A rising road does sound terrible if you've been marching uphill with no rest for too long!

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  10. Neeraj Khanka21 February 2018 at 07:04

    "I don’t wanna climb anymore …
    can’t I just walk downhill please,
    to the next flower maybe"

    Wishful and beautiful !

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  11. brudberg21 February 2018 at 08:38

    To find that downhill road is sometimes all that matters. Still we continue to climb.

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  12. M. A. S.21 February 2018 at 16:51

    Facebook comment poem! That's great. And the ending is great too. Can't get much straighter or narrower than a tightrope.

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  13. Jim22 February 2018 at 11:07

    Nice journying, Rosemary. Yes downhill is easier but what they say is pretty well correct, "What goes down should come up." Especially appropriate for snow skiing or sledding.
    ..

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  14. Old Egg22 February 2018 at 19:56

    It is one thing to experience and enjoy the wild freedom of a country walk quite another to wear out your legs, break into a sweat and can think of nothing better than putting your feet up in your favorite chair...at home. No more for me as my legs had the casting vote. Been there, done that!

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