Moonlight and Progress

Musings .....

Moonlight filters through the window

Fireflies dancing flights of love

As the evening slowly drifting

Shows the silken stars above

Long ago men searched the sky

Seeking thoughts and signs to hold

Waiting then for portents shining

Through the darkened night so bold

As they sailed their flimsy schooners

Round the oceans deep and wide

So the world became much smaller

As great distance they did ride

Then industrial revolution

Opened options never known

Now the world is like a raindrop

Falling freely on seeds sown

Sprouting up ideas like snowflakes

Myriad of thoughts and deeds

Internet and IPod billions

Opening up the chance to read

Where will all this progress lead us?

How will all the changes seem?

Now and then we need to ease down

Let the gentle minds just dream

 

Phil Sanders

3/3/08

Reviews

[Vatsayayana]

Stunning.
Your words evoked a wistful quality.
I remember as a child looking at the stars and wondering. Remembering.
It's amazing what life is. How potent and beautiful.
Yet look at what technology has wrought?
Everything is about balance and nowadays it appears there is none.
But this is stunning, I love how it flows!
Brava!

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This is a well-crafted piece with a consistent flow, both stylistically and chronologically.

It expresses a much-needed sentiment that seems utterly lost these days. We have an express need, as the recently-departed William F. Buckley, Jr stated, to stand athwart History and shout "Stop!" It is incumbent on all of us to understand that not all progress is good, and it is a sound idea, now and again, to take a collective deep breath...

[Ani Ashford]

Oh I like this one.... It really flows from a present musing to past, back to present, bringing that final question about where all the inventions are leading us. You have captured a wistful feeling of loss with the gains.

[Fran Marie]

Beautifully penned in lovely poetic verse~Nicely DonE!!~Fran Marie~

[Sally Edwards]

Wondeful writing Phil, moonlight and night skies my favouritetime of day or is that night ;) , very thoughtful poem, I often wonder myself where will all this technology and moving at such speed take us. I find it scary at times.
Now the world is like a raindrop
Falling freely on seeds sown
Sprouting up ideas like snowflakes

I like these lines but keep stumbling over the snowflakes, it doesn't quite gel for me.....
I just can't picture snowflakes growing like flowers??

Sally

[Brenda Sue]

Reminding us to slow down and live. I love it. Wonderfully penned. Great job.

[Catrinka]

This is great Phil! And the title really captures your message too. The beginning is particularly beautiful imagery, you take us on a gentle ride through the sky, into the past, the present, and pondering the future. The end really brings it all together. Sweet! KUDOS again! Keep musing!

[Brett Campaigne]

the gesture of comparing the moon and progress is monumental, but you seemed to forget that by the end of the poem. Progress is truly a concept fraught with 'lunacy'.

[James Horsley]

Thoughts I've often had myself. It's a smooth piece, flows like water.