Europe

[Sampson]

i had a vivid dream
that took me many miles
from my home
i roamed roads with signs
in incomprehensible languages
found myself standing
in the middle of history
wandering cobbled streets
listlessly, listening
whilst the walls whispered
their stories to me
called to me to be more
than the authour of
my own experience
but instead to weave
tapestries as long as
centuries into poetry
the walls told me
that it was my duty
to believe my eyes
and ride until i find
my context on this
sacred, scarred, star eyed
continent

[Bar22do]

i had a vivid dream
that took me many miles
from my home
i roamed roads with signs
in incomprehensible languages
found myself standing
in the middle of history
wandering cobbled streets
listlessly, listening
whilst the walls whispered
their stories to me
called to me to be more
than the authour of
my own experience
but instead to weave
tapestries as long as
centuries into poetry
the walls told me
that it was my duty
to believe my eyes
and ride until i find
my context on this
sacred, scarred, star eyed
continent

I rode on the nuances of your one breath poem... and just as well you relate to Europe merely as a continent, for what else it is today, if not an agonising ugly amalgamed monster on an imaginary top of a would be Babel...
It's a challenge indeed to find threads and weave a poetic tapestry, the gaze turned at what of the European history does deserve such threads...
Thanks for your interesting and well written poem,
Best regards - Bar

[blazeofglory]

Your portrayal of Europe is gripping. You weave a tapestry out of a dry and delusional Europe that is staggeringly flowing. I am bowled over and wish I were the poet

[PrinceMyshkin]

Indeed, doesn't the world call on all of us


to be more
than the author of
[our] own experience


Bravo!

[Alexander III]

I like your description of the continent, had me thinking of an abandoned castle, whose walls are moaning for listeners to come and hear it and to adjust it.

Change is a coming

[Sampson]

cheers guys! this poem was what i wrote almost as soon as i got home and dropped my backpack... but i feel there is so much more to write about the crazy continent

[Hawkman]

Hi Sampson, this is definately a good read and a fine poem. My only reservation is that it lacks punctuation and capitlaisation. which I'm afraid I do not find an enhancement to the reading experience. Forgive me, but is this because you wish to make an avant guard statement about literature? If so I feel bound to point out that the Bauhaus movement were doing this 80 years ago, so it's not exactly contemporary.

My little gripe aside, good work and I look forward to more.

Best, H

[Sampson]

Hawkman, this is an interesting observation. I know what you mean; as I mentioned, I wrote this very quickly after returning home, and I felt it lacked punctuation too. However I felt that had a certain charm to, as it represented my travels to me in a certain sense...

I wasn't trying to make a statement, but my writing style is often more about verbal rhythms than anything else. I guess I do try and have an impact by reflecting those verbal styles in a more classical poetic context, but to be honest it's just my way to type quickly. (Guess Kerouac's 'First though, best though' theory stuck with me!)