Three Word Wednesday requires participants
to use the three words of the week in a composition.
The words this week were 'pace', 'idle' and 'nagging'.
Carry On Tuesday asks us to use the line
“There is a place where I can go” in a writing.
The line originates from a Beatles track, "There is a Place".
And, for good measure, I continued playing with Herrick's Stanzas.
The Secret Garden
There is a place where I can go,
Beyond the bustling pace,
Beyond the forward estimates
I’m expected to embrace.
A place with needed breathing space,
Ornate as I should wish it be;
No nagging at the set tableau,
No voices disagree.
A place where idle thoughts can grow
To meet the whim at hand;
Where cities rise, or love is true,
Or dragons walk the land.
Once more I walk up to the door,
Step through and turn the key.
There is a place where I can go,
Where I can just be me.
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© J Cosmo Newbery 2013
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Sounds like a wonderful place to be!
ReplyDeleteIt's wonderful to have a place like that... reminds me of the book, The Secret Garden, which I love. Have you read it?
ReplyDeleteI have heard of it - haven't read it.
DeleteI wanna go there, too!!!
ReplyDeleteThat is just beautiful. Whether the space be literal or figurative or be time you spend with someone or spend alone, everyone needs these moments of breathing space to recharge and gather strength.
ReplyDeleteThank you. Yes, exceedingly precious.
DeleteI love the theme of growth in this poem. I also find the second line in the final stanza fascinating. Since it is impossible to step through a locked door, I read this line as a distinction between the physical and the mental: walking into the physical garden unlocks the mind.
ReplyDeleteActually, I was thinking of locking it after I entered.
DeleteMe too, thanks to you. Little blue flowers to delight and plums to devour just give a taste, a hint.LOL
ReplyDeleteA bolt hole. We all need one as we get older. Not always available in such a pretty form though. Herrick's writing style surprised me and I have become fond of the daffodil poem style Kerry introduced us to last week.
ReplyDeleteHow lovely! We all need that kind of space.
ReplyDeleteWonderful :-) as Frank Sinatra would sing There's a place for us :-)
ReplyDeleteAnd a magical place it must be. Thank you.
ReplyDeleteIf I could ever find such a place, I don't think I would ever step out again. Your words construct a gorgeous dream. Beautifully worded.
ReplyDeleteYes, very nice! I like the line, "A place where idle thoughts can grow." At our modern pace of life, we scarcely have time to think about anything at all, to our impoverishment. This is a great reminder to find that place of quiet refreshment and creativity, and visit it often.
ReplyDeleteI like that secret garden where we can breathe in peace and let idle thoughts grow ~ I think every writer or artist has one ~
ReplyDeleteI have such places myself, but why do we need them? Why can't we just be ourselves outside the gardens?
ReplyDeleteNice to see all these sources of inspiration coming together in your poem. The Common Measure stanza lends itself well to your subject.
ReplyDeleteSounds like a wonderful place J.
ReplyDeleteI visit that place often, one must to stay sane! Lovely write
ReplyDeleteawe yes..that place we all search for and pray that no knocks on the door. Nice writing...old grizz
ReplyDeleteAnd thank heaven for such places, right, kiddo? Old age is one of them - by the time one is my age, one cant help being themselves, much as they might wish to. Hee hee.
ReplyDeleteWe al need such places, huh? Thank goodness that no one else is there (except those we wish to be).
ReplyDeleteI like the use of form, too, by the way. It feels perfectly natural.
ReplyDeleteLove this and would love to go to a place like this.
ReplyDeleteHome is a very good thing, no? Thank you for this reminder that we create our own space.
ReplyDeleteThis is really beautifully written.
ReplyDeleteNicely done. A favorite place to be.
ReplyDeletea great place to have!
ReplyDeleteMy kind of place...
ReplyDeleteI suspect you are you wherever you are:)
ReplyDeleteI would ask for a second opinion on that, if I was me.
DeleteNo you wouldn't . You would ask Ceesco. Oh was that Pancho or Sancho. Probably a relative anyway.
DeleteI certainly wouldn't ask Sancho. Even if I was sloshed.
DeleteI didn't know you drank until that day you came home sober.
DeleteOh Sancho, is that Dad humour I detect?
DeleteTsk. Tsk.
DeleteDon't let her rile you, Sancho!
DeleteSo beautiful dear J Cosmo, a wonderful place to be.
ReplyDeletexoxoxo ♡
Here be dragons, and love - sounds like a perfect place. You're a poet, JCN.
ReplyDeleteOh, what a beautiful garden where our thoughts can grow. I love this and try to imagine the garden I can go to.
ReplyDeleteWonderful poem!
ReplyDeleteNice. I feel the same way about my secret garden. Your poem is lovely.
ReplyDeletelead the way - I want to go there....
ReplyDeleteI like this place you've described. We all need a place where we feel free to be who we really are.Nice work on this one.
ReplyDeleteHow we all need this place that you describe so beautifully! :-)
ReplyDeleteDelightful. Thanks for contributing to Carry On Tuesday.
ReplyDeleteSounds very nice. Thanks for sharing.
ReplyDeletewonderfully written
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