Friday, 13 November 2009

time and time again

on that endless highway
I stop at one of the food joints,
sit on that plastic chair
biting at that giant burger

people look at my weird beard
examine my highland kilt
you in your elegant attire
squeeze my hand reassuringly

I look around the place
scattered with wilted flowers
newspapers too flap
in that mild winds

I know I will have to die again
and you will have to follow me soon
to be reborn in which century
or which place in the vast universe

"we know not where/why yet we both do know
some kind of oracle works for us-
death does us apart, it brings us back together"
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37 comments:

  1. ...... Bobbi14 November 2009 at 02:28

    "... we know not where/why yet we both do know some kind of oracle works for us ...

    I love this line - very powerful!

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  2. swapnap14 November 2009 at 04:07

    Imagery with the wilted flowers and sound from newspaper flaps...then the thoughts to be reborn and belief in an oracle...sure it works perfect.

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  3. Linda Jacobs14 November 2009 at 06:15

    I like how you begin with such an ordinary scene and then move into the extraordinary!

    This pleased all my senses!

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  4. if14 November 2009 at 08:31

    the power of faith...!

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  5. Chapter Forty14 November 2009 at 13:22

    The power of love???

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  6. JP/deb14 November 2009 at 16:17

    Mmmmm... I had similar ideas ... love how you linked these in a lovely narrative.

    peace,
    JP/deb

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  7. songofsea14 November 2009 at 20:55

    Yes absolutely....there is some force which brings us back together.Interesting !

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  8. Amity Me14 November 2009 at 23:52

    wow...wonderful take on the prompt...:)

    great gautami! that's it, we may be reincarnated, but we know not when, how, where or why....

    :)

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  9. anthonynorth15 November 2009 at 01:09

    That force is powerful indeed.

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  10. Maggie15 November 2009 at 03:12

    You made me feel like I had walked into a Twilight Zone movie.

    Very visual.

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  11. Loch Rob15 November 2009 at 04:08

    I think I have been in that restaurant too. Great imagery. Will we, or will we not meet again?

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  12. Amias15 November 2009 at 05:13

    A scary but refreshing read. I love the quote at the ending.

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  13. Dee Martin15 November 2009 at 06:16

    I loved the visuals here. It flows beautifully.

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  14. Jukota15 November 2009 at 06:23

    I love the line, "I know I will have to die again." Again! And round and round we go! Good job! Thanks for the prompt too!

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  15. Sweetest in the Gale15 November 2009 at 08:10

    So vivid and crisp...your succinct words made the visuals so crystal clear. Loved it!

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  16. Geraldine15 November 2009 at 08:57

    Great work Gautami and an excellent prompt suggestion this week for OSI. The last line says it all...

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  17. Lion Chiller15 November 2009 at 10:07

    It is always a surprise reading you...

    "we know not where/why yet we both do know

    some kind of oracle works for us-

    death does us apart, it brings us back together"

    That is a fabulous statement!

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  18. gs batty15 November 2009 at 10:22

    nice, "death brings us together again" I can acept that

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  19. a mouthy irish woman? ridiculous!15 November 2009 at 11:06

    it does bring us back together.

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  20. keiths ramblings15 November 2009 at 12:33

    It's all in the last line. Excellent!

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  21. .zoya gautam15 November 2009 at 14:14

    .. great imagery _ good prompt ..

    many thanks for sharing it ..

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  22. Jim15 November 2009 at 15:41

    Oh wow! Ami, when I got to the weird bearded guy I was afraid you were putting me in your poem.
    People do squeeze, hug, and pat old men. They do me.

    I don't know why. Do you? I might blog about that some time.

    Thank you for the prompt. At first I thought it would be hard but my 'poem' just came to me.
    Maybe from a former life experience?
    ..

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  23. SandyCarlson15 November 2009 at 16:09

    Where did we come from? What do we do with whom we have been? I enjoyed this very, very much.

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  24. MichaelO15 November 2009 at 19:58

    I love those mild winds! More beautiful images from you , G'tami!

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  25. Tumblewords:15 November 2009 at 21:33

    Well. And so there you have it! This is a lovely look at oracle-ing!

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  26. oldegg15 November 2009 at 21:34

    I loved the reassurance for the kilted Scot's difference. Excellent lesson there.

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  27. Gel15 November 2009 at 21:50

    great ending!

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  28. jone16 November 2009 at 05:46

    I loved all the images and wonderred more about the characters. I flet I was there. The contrast of the kilt and the elegant attire, wonderful. Thank you for the prompt which led me to food.

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  29. one more believer16 November 2009 at 17:14

    to recognize my love as we glide along together regardless of dress or looks or time... and eating a hamburger at that purrrfeckt g!!!

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  30. Julia Smith17 November 2009 at 07:38

    Just love this, Gautami! As Linda Jacobs said, 'You begin with the ordinary scene and move into the extraordinary.'

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  31. Cassiopeia Rises18 November 2009 at 08:58

    Beautiful poem Tami. So hopeful and loving. Wish it were true but then I think it is true for soul mates.
    Just lovely.

    love, Melanie

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  32. Leo18 November 2009 at 09:25

    how well u combine both prompts with ease! enjoyed it very much!

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  33. Jeeves19 November 2009 at 05:45

    Beyond life and death. So well said

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  34. Shadowplay19 November 2009 at 19:44

    I very much enjoyed this. And I love the thought of returning with the one we love... This had a kind of bittersweet quality... Longing and fate and mystery all wrapped up as one...

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  35. gabrielle20 November 2009 at 08:19

    Where on that endless highway will we meet, love, part, perhaps meet again? Stunning poem.

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  36. Patti20 November 2009 at 15:55

    Excellent poem and thanks for a great prompt~

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  37. Lorraine22 November 2009 at 02:05

    I Love this....endlessly

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