Present Gift

Present Gift

A Poem by Davidgeo
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the future is scheduled

the past has been cancelled

the present's a dream

it's why we call it a gift

coming apart at the seams

as we cease to exist

© 2019 Davidgeo


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The art of cancelling the past is a great feat if it can be achieved not sure why anyone would want to completely for it is the stuff of our comprise. Loads of people try to schedule the future but no itinerary can sway the flow of tide. However the present of presence is an ever unraveling weave indeed... the threads of which reach far back beyond anyone's reach and the pattern of the makings of existence is an ever changing interpretation of the viewers eye. Not sure of the negative reaction of the previous review because this short poem is very thought provoking regardless of the eyes view and i do enjoy the image of the coming apart at the seems.....

Posted 5 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Robert Trakofler

5 Years Ago

referring to John Alexander McFadyen review yours came afterwards:)
Robert Trakofler

5 Years Ago

at least on my screen? meant no offense Mr. Parker
Gerald Parker

5 Years Ago

OK, I'm relaxing. No problem.



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Very interesting. By saying, "the future is scheduled," you remind me of a Twilight Zone episode, "A Matter of Minutes." In this episode, each minute of life is a separate world individually constructed by a group of faceless workmen for us to experience before passing on to the next minute. There are occasional mistakes made in the construction of a minute, like forgetting to put a key in the right place, and then replacing it in the upcoming minute, but nothing too serious. Your poem is reminiscent of this, thought provoking and a reminder that time is a continuum. We should remember this and take each moment as a treasure, not for granted.

Thank you for the opportunity to experience the little gem of yours. I appreciate it greatly.

4K

Posted 4 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Davidgeo

4 Years Ago

Thanks 4K. Being compared to that episode is high praise. If you're interested and not already awa.. read more
The more I read the more I like. I like them so much I wanna marry them. Wait that's weird, but you get the point.

Posted 5 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

The present is a "dream". and I'm "consciously" reading ur work. Good one, enjoyed reading.

Posted 5 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Davidgeo

5 Years Ago

Ha... clever review. Well done.
Joicy Christopher

5 Years Ago

😊 haa. Really...
Davidgeo

5 Years Ago

Yes. Really.
"Coming apart at the seams"
It's a little confusing part, since the present is a "gift" do you perhaps mean the present is being unraveled? It's beautiful and sweet in it's message, great job!

Posted 5 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Davidgeo

5 Years Ago

The present is impossible to hold onto beyond subjective memory, which isn't real in any kind of obj.. read more
Interesting poem. I really like it! Send me a private message when you get time!

Posted 5 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

If the present is near perfect, it does seem like a dream in retrospect. Thats why it should be felt rather than dwelt upon. Because everything good must end. I know that somewhere at the back of my mind.

Posted 5 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Davidgeo

5 Years Ago

It's true, all things end... even the good ones. Everything dies eventually. Us humans, the sun, t.. read more
I don't know if the poet intended it that way, but the poem resembles a Buddhist outlook. The future is scheduled, in that our physical bodies will die, and the past is no more. Only the present moment exists, and we should regard it as a gift by devoting our attention to it. Of course, part of the human mind is always wandering, sometimes to the future, sometimes to the past. That is our challenge, to be what we are now as fully as possible.

Posted 5 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Davidgeo

5 Years Ago

Not exactly... but close enough.
love the words they inspire me as they move me with emotion. for the ring of truth in them. good job in pointing it out.

Posted 5 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Davidgeo

5 Years Ago

To inspire anybody for any reason means a lot to me. It truly means a lot to me for you to say that.. read more
Shep

5 Years Ago

your welcome
to be able to cancel the past is as much a gift as the present and despite life being considered a gift and all that, the present often falls apart at the seams because of the past, and because history repeats itself the future is not only scheduled but predictable. on a positive note... neat poem

Posted 5 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Davidgeo

5 Years Ago

If time was a thing instead of a process... what would you make it look like?
Papaya

5 Years Ago

A clock .
Davidgeo

5 Years Ago

Perfect.. .
The future may be scheduled but we don't know what it holds. We may look forward to it , but only with some degree of trepidation. The here and now, today's present, is what we must deal with. To make the best of it so when it becomes the past it is something we can fondly remember.

Take care - Dave

Posted 5 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Davidgeo

5 Years Ago

"to make the best of it so when it becomes the past..." Well put Dave. I'm proud to share names w.. read more
Dave

5 Years Ago

Me too - Dave

Take care - Dave

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