It seems as if I have walked forever
through this life, on this path
from birth to death.
Sometimes I have walked together
with friends and family,
sometimes alone.
Often the path meandered,
for a while it took me off course,
past woodland, pasture and meadow,
past sheep, cow and horse.
Now often on my walkabout
I sit down to ponder beneath a tree
where the ghost of history
lies down beside me.
Kim M. Russell, 7th May 2024
Image by Jeremy Bishop on Unsplash
It’s Tuesday, over at the dVerse Poets Pub it’s Poetics with Lisa, and we are on pilgrimage, wandering, and on walkabout.
Lisa tells us that she was inspired by a prompt from 2018 about Holy Places, which she thinks says everything about pilgrimage. But today’s prompt isn’t just about pilgrimage. Lisa looked at three words that feel like synonyms: pilgrimage, wandering, and walkabout, for which she has given us definitions. She has also shared poems by Natasha Trethewey, William Butler Yeats and Caren Krutsinger.
Lisa has given us four options to choose from. I have chosen the second option and taken the following line from ‘Pilgrimage’ by Natasha Trethewey:
“the ghost of history lies down beside me”.
What a lovely walkabout, Kim! The opening lines are lovely and I especially liked the closing lines
“I sit down to ponder beneath a tree
where the ghost of history
lies down beside me.”…so evocative.
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Thank you, Punam!
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Love Love Love the image and within the poem, that last stanza.
Yes, life is truly a walkabout….some have a more enjoyable path than others…for some scenery changes in a good way…for others not. Ah….you’ve got me thinking now! 🙂
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Thank you, Lill!
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Kim, I love the last two lines “where the ghost of history /
lies down beside me.” Just beautiful.
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Tidy, smart and poignant, Kim. Age does populate with ghosts.
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Thanks Brendan.
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”beneath a tree
where the ghost of history
lies down beside me.”
Love these closing lines. It seems we are in similar places in nature in our poems, Kim.❤️
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Thank you, Melissa. Thank goodness for those place in nature.
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lovely walk about
much♡love
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Thank you, Gillena, and much love to you.
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Favorable memories could make a pleasant partner on a walkabout.
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I agree, Ken.
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NICE, gentle verse…….until last lines…and….bam! brilliant!
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Thank you!
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The longer we wander the more ghosts we accumulate. I feel this way too sometimes Kim. (K)
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I rather like the company of ghosts.
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Lovely poem.
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Thank you, Maria.
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Love this “where the ghost of history
lies down beside me.”
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A wonderful poem, Kim. I love the ending.
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Thank you, Dwight!
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You are welcome.
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Just beautiful, to sit with the ghost of history beside you. I feel that often when I walk through the bush. I sometimes wonder if I long for an earlier time away from all this modern noise.
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Thank you, Dianne.
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We never stop walking life’s path and history is always with us. How right / write you are!
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Thanks Sean!
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Excellent poem. I think we all wonder where the ghost of history lies down beside us.
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Thank you!
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I love the reflective tone in your poem … I was also inspired to get ‘real’ .. it felt good.
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Thank you, Helen!
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Oh Kim, I love you using that line. It does travel along with us and rests beside us <3 That was one of my favorite lines in her poem.
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Thank you, LIsa!
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You’re very welcome.
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the last lines. Wonderful.The whole poem is like asserting “I was out (then) and under the shade of a tree remembering (now) I like the feel of passage of time. Lovely. Thanks.
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Thank you so much, Selma!
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From the beginning, each line and stanza hooked me, carrying me to the next till the very end.
I have to admit, this is Beautiful.
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Thank you so much for reading and commenting!
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Beautifully ruminative, Kim, with a natural rhythm and flow.
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Thanks Dora.
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My pleasure, Kim.
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Great poem. For me the last stanza says a lot.
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Thank you!
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