Some people want to live a life that is undemanding, easy, quiet and hassle-free... some people want to live a life living and doing the same things every day... some people sometimes make a wish that their life was more thrilling and full of experiences and events that might add more depth and colour to a seemingly black and white existence... some people sometimes believe that if they meet the right person then their entire life would make sense and they would feel complete... some people want things that they can't have, shouldn't have, but they want them anyway... some people want the truth - but in the end they find out that they might have been happier believing a lie... some people have this instinct to reach for the highest point, to stand upon the highest summit, to go fast and to not think about who and what they might encounter along their journey... some people can seemingly do nothing and for some reason someone won't like them... some people like roller-coasters and slides... some people like the challenge of a climb... some people sometimes find themselves living in a maelstrom of their own choices, actions, and emotions that makes them pine for when the weather around them was more predictable, pleasant, and fine... some people do things in their life and there comes a moment when they realize the true meaning of the wish/curse "May you live in interesting times".
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A Poem A Day #260: Doors
A Poem A Day #259: Imago
My Poem “Screen Heroes”
When I was a child, whenever I watched someone doing something in a TV show or a movie I always immediately began to imagine myself as if I were who I saw and I wanted to be them in real life... I remember watching Kevin Costner as Robin Hood and immediately afterwards I wanted to pick up a bow and arrow, to live in Sherwood Forest, and to be just like the "Prince of Thieves"... I remember watching "Star Wars" when Obi-wan Kenobi is telling Mark Hamill's Luke Skywalker that the Force will be with him and hoping that throughout my life the Force would also be with me... I remember watching Harrison Ford as Indiana Jones and afterwards feeling drawn to becoming an archaeologist who uncovered and revealed the stories and the mysteries of history... I remember watching Marty McFly traveling in the Deloreon time machine and leaving a fiery trail after it reached 88mph and wanting to be a time traveler just like him and go "Back to the Future"... I remember watching William Shatner as Captain James T. Kirk travelling at warp speed on the starship Enterprise in "Star Trek" and wanting to also take a voyage to the final frontier and across the galaxy... I remember seeing Christopher Reeve as Superman and immediately believing that it was possible for a man to fly... I remember watching multiple actors play James Bond and wanting to be by their side as they drove at full speed in their Aston Martin through the streets of some exciting and interesting city... I remember being a child and being a captivated, enthralled, motivated, inspired, at the same time hearing the call to adventure and wish fulfillment by so many of my life-long screen heroes.
A Poem A Day #258: New Beginnings
A Poem A Day #257: The Phoenix
A Poem A Day #256: Fast
My Poem “Puzzle Pieces”
Every day I see puzzle pieces strewn around me - which is fine because I have always loved a good mystery... every day my interest is peaked with fascination by questions - those I perceive and read emanating from people, places, experiences, circumstances, and situations, like a nectar to a bee... every day I find myself following the breadcrumbs left behind by everyone who may not wish to have the truth about something laid bare for all to see... every day I take a leap and I allow my instincts to drive the thoughts of my mind at full speed... every day I look and I always see something that intrigues me and invigorates my curiosity... every day I unlock internal doors to inner places, like a locksmith of multiple keys - but sometimes when I do I find myself in rooms filled with the things of people that sometimes feel out of place and out of context, like a mismatch of fragments that you sometimes find interlaced within a dream... every day I decode one decrypted message, and the next I see a gap within a tapestry and I have to find out what and where to find the missing puzzle pieces.
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