Connections

muse is singing again, bringing me lyrics

some have found their silver

though others search for gold

some are hooked on passion

afraid they'll end up cold

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and some are never satisfied

with a fear of growing old

yet most are quite content it seems

to find an anchor's solid hold

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in the safety of a harbour

now surely that is priceless

those arms that long to hold you

far better than lost treasure

more valuable than gold

Reviews

[DIVYA]

This poem is so beautifully relevant in today's times when most have become so material. Asides from chasing accomplishments, we envy others for the stuff they have and forget to count our loved ones as our biggest blessings. Your words always bring us to great realizations, dear Chris. Thanks for sharing such positivity today.

[Chris Shaw]

Dear DIVYA, an older poem out for an airing. I so appreciate you sharing your thoughts. We sadly do live in a materialistic world while many have nothing. Relationships with those we love, all important. Have a good day

Chris

[KAREN]

Yes indeed, we need to keep the ones that hold us tight close, they won't be around forever. Nicely written!

[Chris Shaw]

Many thanks Karen. Pleased you enjoyed the read and I am happy you stopped by.

Chris

[KAREN]

It was my pleasure!

[JE Falcon]

Oh, such an honest poem, and crafted so well. Nice!

[Chris Shaw]

Thank you Falcon. Pleased you liked my lines. Thanks for checking in.

Chris

[Lathen Griffiths]

Wonderful Chris, so lovely to find these words of yours.

Lathe

[Chris Shaw]

Thank you Lathe. Pleased you liked this poem. Happy Tuesday to you abd yours.

Chris

[Ken Simm.]

Excellent structure and rythmn to this Chris. A throughly enjoyablr write making good points about feeling safe in an increasingly unsafe world.

[Chris Shaw]

Thank you Ken. Pleased you enjoyed this poem.

Chris

[Archishman Rick]

True words, dear Miss.. What can you do, everyone is just trying to get by, with their peculiarities.. When we are never satisfied, we keep going far and wide for our purposes, and may just not care to hold those arms longing to reach us, would rather hold the lost treasures instead.. Unless, we learn to acknowledge the valuable treasures which are connections, but then.. It gets too late. All in a quest to strengthen the anchor's hold, harbour safe or not.. In a way, maybe the anchor is the prime treasure in a world of survival and ocean..

[Chris Shaw]

Archos an Rick, I thank you for your visit and the consideration you have given this poem. All good wishes.

Chris

[Chris Shaw]

Oops look at the typos, sorry.

[Archishman Rick]

Hahaha that's no issue. I actually like the Spanish sound of that name you cooked up for me ;)

[Chris Shaw]

You are too kind and I love your sense of humour :)

[Einstein Noodle]

firm anchor .. and safe harbor ... pretty rare find in the world .. as nothing in it is made to last ;) if we cling to any of the mentioned "addictions" we are disappointed ... i think the thing we really want is Heaven ... its just we are looking for it in the wrong places .. we can't cling to anything in this corporal world and enter Heaven .. peace and joy my friend!

[Chris Shaw]

Hello Mr E. A very happy Easter to you. Thank you so much for reviewing this old poem. I think everyone is searching for a little bit of Heaven. Some people find it here on earth, others don't. Hope you are keeping well my friend. All good wishes from this side of the pond.

Chris

[Einstein Noodle]

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[Poetic Beauty]

Finding that person who gives you solace and passion, unconditional love is a once in a lifetime so many cling to things that aren’t relevant but in any case give comfort.

Love the openness of thought out into this poem. Very relatable and the sentiment of need for one thing or another is clearly present,

[Chris Shaw]

Many thanks PB for your thoughts. Pleased you enjoyed the read. Have a great day.

Chris

[Arthur Henn]

Chris, this poem speaks to me. It’s a good piece of writing that captures me in a beautiful way. Retired from work for almost three years. I have decided to go back to my roots (Great Falls, Montana) I’m a military brat and have moved around the United States never staying put in one place more than a few years at a time. But the places I have lived where just a few places of which seemed at the time for a youngster to be many moves. Until Sunny Southern California came to light and my home base. Now I’m ready to settle down into a slower pace of life and enjoy the soil of roots of birth. I was only eight when when we moved from Great Falls. Never knowing or feeling the treasures of truly being satisfied. I’m now ready to be anchored in and enjoy that treasure of my roots. This is what your beautiful poem has reminded me of.

[Chris Shaw]

Dear Arthur, I am delighted that you could relate to the words in my short poem. It was interesting to hear about your travels and how at long last you have found your harbour in retirement. I wish you much peace and happiness from across the pond. Pleased to find you here on WC.

Chris

[Arthur Henn]

Thank You! Chris

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When we run for material contentment then this pleasure ends as soon as we achieve it. Then another run begins and so on.... But the internal void runs through it thoroughly and in this process we seem to ignore the real essence of life, which is not money, nor recognition nor a stature... But some loving heart around us. And this love and safe abode can give that ultimate anchoring... A very beautiful piece of writing this is..

[Chris Shaw]

Dear Sima, thank you so much for your lovely review. Always appreciate your thoughts and visits. Much love.

Chris