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By Talisker
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16 April 2007 |
I chase happiness like dogs chase birds With compulsion boundless enthusiasm yet without the wings of real hope Oli 16/04/07 |
Dogs and Birds
Written by CliffBowes (176 comments posted) 16th April 2007 | Eighteen words just about says it all. A lot of sadness comes across here Oli, perhaps you shouldn't chase so hard - and it may come and find you. I like the simplicity of this piece. Looking forward to the next one.
Cliff |
Written by Phil (6838 comments posted) 16th April 2007 | Oddly effective poem for me. The first two lines had me picturing you as a goofy, black labrador, but the rest of the piece changed the tone entirely.
Very effecive.
Isn't there a happiness in the chase itself?
Phil | Phil
Written by Talisker (1328 comments posted) 16th April 2007 | Yes! Perhaps the chase is better than the catch! I didn't mean this to be sad, Cliff, but I can see how you read it so.
True happiness (contentment?) is illusive, but we still chase, which is as it should be. Tilt at windmills, Don Quixote!
Oli |
Written by ellipinnock (1753 comments posted) 17th April 2007 | I think I'm with Phil on this one. There is an innocent gaiety about it but that last line brings a real poignancy - at least it did for me. I really liked this Oli - how poetry should be in many ways, saying a lot in a few words.
This has stayed with me all day.
Elli |
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