when You take the New Roads (go, Thee, with great care)

when You take the New Roads (go, Thee, with great care)

A Poem by Richard
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English Sonnet Doublet (while teaching KLGoode [Len Anderson] the Sonnet, it got me in the mood to write one)

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when You take the New Roads


Upon that day You take the new roads there,
be ever mindful of the ways You choose;
remember, too, the ones You leave still care,
that all their hearts and souls ~ you'll never lose.

The road ahead may seem a brighter way,
the visions far … You feel a longing lure,
and everywhere You look … a bright, new day;
then, looking back you'll see naught but a blur.

A sort of wavy imagery that fades,
of faces you once knew that smile no more ...
where colours once, now grey and shadowed shades,
as memory becomes a closing door.

Yet, so much more (unknown) is calling now,
and all you've known seems useless now somehow.





We'll miss your tender love and gentle hand,
that always knew the touch and words to say,
Whenever’s needed your sweet, special brand
to warm cold dark and sweep the clouds away.

With You, be sure to take all that you'll need;
You know, those little things that were the best ...
like poems, love, and promises decreed,
each tender heartbeat made within our breasts.


Aye, heed the road ahead … its luring call;
and, tarry not lest roads ahead fade, too.
As all you leave here far behind grows small,
remember, Dear  ~ I'll always wait for You.


Tho, those new roads may take You far away,
you’ll always be my first breath ~ every day.



Richard W. Jenkins
©2016


© 2017 Richard



Author's Note

Richard
Top painting: Watercolor, courtesy of Wikimedia Commons
Landscape oil painting: by Carl Milton-Jensen (1855-1928) Danish artist

Please, feel free to offer critique or comment on anything you feel will help better my skills! : )

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This poem fills me with emotional ambivalence, a warning within an invitation within a wistful imagining of doors closing and paths opening. I walk forward on the new path with you, looking back to see the fading memories, sad and grieving, then filled with expectation of something new, a roller coaster of emotions. Another warning to take everything I need fills me with anxiety- will I forget something important? More gentle fluttering of anxiety- will I be caught between the past and the future- if I do not hurry, the road ahead will fade just like the road behind did. The anxiety is hidden behind beautiful words, barely felt, but it is there, prodding me forward. Confusion- how can you wait for me as I travel far away, the road behind fading? Maybe it is in the heart you wait, beyond the path, beyond time and space. The last line is piercing to the heart- that she will always be your first breath, everyday. Such joy mingled with loss there. A beautiful poem, with all the paradoxical emotions love brings us. Thank you, Richard. I don't really feel qualified to critique the form, novice that I am. I can only say that there are places that old-fashioned words feel slightly out of place, because the whole of the poem does not read like a classical poem, like Shakespeare, but like a poem that is written in our current language. (Words like aye, naught, tarry not) But that's just my opinion based on how the words seemed to lessen the emotional impact for me. Beautiful work, my friend.

Posted 1 Year Ago


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Richard

1 Year Ago

Goodness, Marianne!
How I ever missed your amazingly beautiful and rewarding review for this .. read more



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I'm poised to retire next year and travel again; my only worry is that the roads wait for me. Don't fade now! Another lovely one, Richard.

Posted 1 Month Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Richard

1 Month Ago

Ahhh, my beautifully talented friend, Roland!
How wonderful is is to see you, to receive the .. read more
Richard, this beautiful sonnet brings me back the feelings I had when my first son went off to college. There's something about your sonnet, wistful, nostalgic, encouraging, caring, filled with love and hope for the traveler. Thank you for this!

Posted 1 Month Ago


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Richard

1 Month Ago

Oh, Mary,
Thank you ever-so warmly and gratefully.
Your shared sentiments have truy to.. read more
And you wonder why I am soooo drawn to the more structured form of poetry. I was hooked from the first Sonnet I read. Now, this. Oh my goodness!!! So, loving the English Sonnet!...I know ( because I know you)..everything as far as technique is spot on. Well, now..subject. Ah you touch on a good one! All those choices in life!...what's the saying? "You're free to make a choice, but not free from the consequences?" or something like that.But the twist in this little beauty...is that forgiving ( understanding) soul that accepts decisions ( perhaps not one they would themselves make) with grace..and chooses to acknowledge what was...and more forward..BUT yet a gentle little tug at the heart with "you'll always be my first breath...everyday". What more can I say?...ya, you did it again!.. ps. one typo 2nd sonnet V2L3 poems of love...I think I should get a A++++ ( on next poem) for even finding that!!!!!! just say'in :-P

Posted 2 Months Ago


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susancapozzi

2 Months Ago

yes yes yes... i can read between the lines.. it sounds like this, " get working on that free verse".. read more
Richard

2 Months Ago

Well, a teensy bit of that might have been in there, but not exactly all! ; )
susancapozzi

2 Months Ago

teensy bit! ha.. ok :-)
My first read of yours since I have returned. It points directly to my writing friends I have missed while away. I often feel the guilt when I'm away for seemingly abandoning you all. When i return the welcome arms are so wide welcoming me home though I have left you all with my silence... this write helps make some Peace within my guilt knowing that friend's Love is still always alive and welcoming us back as we travel on life's road. Thank You for writing this Richard it is a Good thing :-)

Posted 10 Months Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Richard

3 Months Ago

I missed you immensely, Kate!
How marvelous to see you're back and haven't lost a smidgen of .. read more
Cryingkate

2 Months Ago

Your words bring a smile every time> Thank You sweet Richard. Your Chivalry is unending/ Sir Richard.. read more
Tho, those new roads may take You far away,
you’ll always be my first breath ~ every day.

Touching lines! At first wanted to share this one with my collegue whose last day in our organization is approaching.. :) But now I know with whom to share!

Thanks.

Posted 10 Months Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Richard

3 Months Ago

With my most ardent gratitude, Tanmay, I thank you most sincerely for selecting one of my humble Son.. read more
How I love sonnets. They have such an appealing ebb and flow to them. This poem is moving on more than the surface level. While I imagine it was written for a lover...I can see it also encompassing a child, grown and anxious to find their own path. Yet...we always wait for them. The road almost always leads home...and yes, the thought of them...the love we have for them...makes them our first breath every day. Yet one line...like poems of love and promises decreed,
each tender heartbeat made within our breasts...tips this poem to one that does not speak of children, but of a lover moving on. Either way...it is beautiful.




Posted 1 Year Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Richard

3 Months Ago

Ah, Lovely Poetess!
How warmly your words touch an olde bard's heart, inspiring and blushing .. read more
Such a beautiful poem. You have a way with rhymes that makes everything flow together so lovely. I also find it very relatable and that is my favourite kind of writing to read. Thanks for sharing :)

Posted 1 Year Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Richard

1 Year Ago

Thank you, Carly!
Yes, the Sonnet allows poetry to speak in a special voice other forms canno.. read more
i read this as a parent saying adieu to children ...as they leave home .. but certainly has many other valid interpretations ... i like the doublet ..you get to give more of the story .. being there tho a loved one has departed ..and being there with love to greet the traveler, should they return, satisfies my optimistic bend :)
E.

Posted 1 Year Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Richard

1 Year Ago

Good Sunday morn', Gene! : )

I enjoy your take on this one very much, indeed, and how.. read more
Einstein Noodle

1 Year Ago

like wise i'm sure :) ...................
This really is very special Richard. Almost like a fare thee well love, setting one free to find themselves.
Hoping they'll round that corner again.

Posted 1 Year Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Richard

1 Year Ago

Thank you, M'Lady! : )
Ever-so warmly and gratefully, I am warmly blessed by your sweet prese.. read more
Remember, though, he who stays misses more than he who goes. It is true. You look into the bright multicolored future and the further you venture on that new road, the less clear the images of where you left will be. The ones left behind see you everywhere and remember all the places you wandered before leaving. The love felt by those who remain is strong...and everlasting. The sonnet is written to perfection and the emotions are so real.....so poignant. A pleasure to read...and the artwork you chose to accompany your words is stunning. Lydi**

Posted 1 Year Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Richard

1 Year Ago

Dear Lydi,
It's been such a beautiful day, and your review is beautiful, too.
I say th.. read more
Lydia

1 Year Ago

Always my pleasure, Richard. Lydi**

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