OpenLinkNight 5 dVersePoets

It that time of the week again! When the pressure to put pen to paper is overwhelming, and I can share with all you wonderful poets and visitors to the pub! This weeks host is the always awesome Brian Miller, blogger and commenter extraordinaire, and shining star of Waystation One.  It`s sure to be a rocking good time...but I`m thinking these weekly poetry binges could easily become addictive.  Let`s have a go, shall we and raise our glasses once again to the best spot for poetry and poets on the web dVersePoets Pub!

The Land of Opportunity

I came upon a golden door
begging to be opened.
I felt no fear

As I stepped to the threshold
ready to knock
a hand gripped my wrist, I was stopped

Suddenly, I found myself surrounded
Bodies of friends and family,
strangers and foes

all of them ready
to give me 100 reasons
for not trusting my heart.

Each one stood with fingers
pointing down the same road
the safe route

all the better to reach my dreams,
laced with typical road blocks to ambition
family commitments, bank account balances

Why can`t I just be happy
where I am with what I have
with who I am...

If they`re willing to settle
for this charade
should I not be as well...

I turned from the door,
as what was expected
so safe again, they turned from me

But I couldn`t help it
I knocked when they weren`t looking

Comments

Pat Hatt said…
Yeah never settle for a charade
Give a knock and start the parade
One simple act is all it could take
And a Face it Fact it could make
Cleverly spun
As always wonderfully done
So glad you snuck in that knock when no one is looking. We so can't live our lives the way others see fit...sometimes it's not easy to live the life we choose though. Nicely done. Keep living your dreams!
brenda w said…
Be yourself, follow your heart, and keep writing. We create our own lives every day, life the life you want to live.
Lance said…
brilliant

My fav part:

Why can`t I just be happy
where I am with what I have
with who I am...

If they`re willing to settle
for this charade
should I not be as well..."


That's like a personal theme for me. Good job.
Brian Miller said…
smiles...why cant i be content...a question i have asked myself...how devious too knocking when no one is looking...and then not telling us who or what came to the door...smiles.
Beautifully shows temptation and indecision-- I love the cadences of this poem-- direct, deceptively simple in language... xxxj
hedgewitch said…
Nobody knows better for you than yourself, even when you don't think you know. Even if you make mistakes, you learn, whereas staying on the safe road, you become absorbed by all that *isn't* you. I say keep on knocking at the door where you want to get in, Natasha. I think it's at least open enough to squeeze through.
Arron Shilling said…
How can i follow these fantastic words from Hedge, I will just say that she is absolutely spot on and so was your poem.

Cheers Tash - i raise my cup of Hot Choc
ayala said…
You always have to be yourself...in the end that's all you have. Nicely done, Natasha.
Scarlet said…
I say trust in yourself and if you think the door is yours to open, then do it. And "safe" door is relative.

Great words today ~
Luke Prater said…
Sounds like quite a journey Tash. Enjoyed taking a little part of it with you my friend
Claudia said…
this touched me today tash as i'm in a process myself where i wonder what will come next and which doors to open... not always easy, the people around us mean well but in the end i guess - as you write - we gotta trust our hearts..enjoyed this and thanks for sharing a bit from your personal life
Carys said…
Screw knocking, just open it and if it's locked - kick it down. I'm in assertive mode, can you tell? haha Nice write Natasha.
Anonymous said…
Where would poets, writers, artists, musicians be without that stealthy knock. We all gotta go our own way.. Not always safe, but glorious, nevertheless ...in self discovery and realization of talents. Inspiring! Thanks.
Unknown said…
Really strong self calling penned here. The surroundings and those in it often dictating more of our life than we can even realize, the break through of the 'knock' at the end was a lovely proclamation. Great write my friend! ~ Rose
Sheila said…
that's right, tash - go knock on that door - who cares who's looking. I have learned to find people who will help me knock the damn thing down if I asked them to. great message here :)
Beachanny said…
Knock on doors but remember when it shuts behind you, it may limit your choice of others you can open...and at the same time not knocking and carrying on will not bring you that door again. We are the choices we make and freedom is a fragile breeze.
Henry Clemmons said…
Good for you. A strong piece. Loved the boldness. Your words knock my doors down every time. Great write once again. Keep leading the way.
Unknown said…
Tash, excellent piece with an exceptional close. The piece itself is strong but topped off with a spreadable-worthy message. Perfect piece to read on stage over at D'verse, happy OLN
Anonymous said…
Yes this really chimes... you tell a good truthfull tale... a pleasure to share your moment..

Love the inevitability of

But I couldn't help it
Daydreamer said…
So glad you ignored conventional thinking and did your own 'thing'
I'm like that, never have wanted to settle for being a sheep when I could in fact be the shepherd. I love being my unique self, glad you do, too and, thanks for the lovely comment on my blog.
This is a fabulous read.
Laura said…
"Why can`t I just be happy
where I am with what I have
with who I am..." such an important question...and what if it were not a charade...what if this really was enough? Ahh but the mind continues to search for the golden door, it is the nature of being human.
colleen said…
But the door is golden. Who could not walk or at least knock.
Mindy said…
Love this...love the meaning behind it! Great job!
RMP said…
the only safe road (truly) is the one not taken. it is never wrong to trust your heart, though you must be willing to feel the of it breaking and possess the strength to pick up the pieces and continue on. as for knocking...don't...take the doorknob in your hand turn it...if it doesn't open find a window to crawl through.

enjoyed your poem. and truth be told i'm quite content with the 'safe' road, but then happiness still eludes me...it might be time for me to find a golden door of my own.
Victoria said…
Got to go for it! We're the only ones who can decide for ourselves. I did "safe" for too long.
This absolutely got me in — and then surprised me with that wonderful ending. :-D
Elizabeth Young said…
This rocks! Something tells me that as soon as that door opens you're through it like a shot and don't look back! A wonderful poem about forsaking the ordinary and boring. Very well done.
Anonymous said…
Love the sneaky knock at the end, the safe path is often strewn with greater dangers. Along that path are the things that make us small, frightened, and unhappy. We are better people when we move in the direction of what we want in the world. “Why should we use all our creative power? Because there is nothing that makes people so generous, joyful, lively, bold and compassionate, so indifferent to fighting and the accumulation of objects and money.” – Brenda Ueland
Anonymous said…
Hey Natasha...really enjoyed your poem, the tension between the call of being true to yourself and your own 'voice', within the context of those that 'say' stay quiet, be less, fit in, do what is normal, be happy being a little cog, 'we are'...of course they are not either...lovely quiet and assured defiance at the end...don't need to make a big song and dance about, just do what you need to do...
In every culture
a conspiracy of consensus
brick walls
channeling the restless herd
toward the narrow chute
and the slaughterers deft
hand
who can resist this river
the push, the volume, the flow
everyone smiling and grunting
as they head toward
an inescapable destiny
don't walk thru that door
if you value your life
don't walk thru that door

OneLove--Tiger Windwalker
James Rainsford said…
Ah! the constraints placed upon us by other's wishes to ensure that we conform. Brilliantly expressed Natasha
Anonymous said…
Beautiful poem. I loved the quiet, sneaky defiance here. I hope the golden door led to good things :-)
Mark Kerstetter said…
I'm tempted to say kick the door down or build your own damn door, but in keeping with the tone of your poem it can be very difficult to do the thing everyone around you warns against or disapproves of. The sneaky knock at the end is a nice touch.
Anonymous said…
This is wonderful, Natasha. I love how it ends on a mischievous note. It also leaves us wondering what happened next. Your poetry, of course, supplies at least part of the answer. :-)

David
siubhan said…
Never "settle"! A great story, an all-too-familiar message. Congrats on that sneaky knock :)
Unknown said…
Kick the door down, I say! Haha. Brilliant work. So much echoing through simple, non-fancy words. Thumbs up!
Irene said…
Why can`t I just be happy
where I am with what I have
with who I am...

This part really touched me. I felt sadness all throughout. And at the end, it is gloomy. Great read! :-)
Unknown said…
Tash~ I feel as though you spoke for me. The balancing act of pleasing them and pretending(?) for yourself too.
I love the ending - the last stanza perfectly ending with it's meaning.
Don't wait to knock. Turn the knob, walk in with dignity and hope.
They might come to peek through a window... If you let them.
Anonymous said…
Why can`t I just be happy
where I am with what I have
with who I am...

That says it all, brilliant write my friend.
Unknown said…
Reminiscent, Natasha, of A Christmas Carole.... nicely done.
signed...bkm said…
Oh I like it...I am so glad you did knock on the door...safe is serenity...and soon grows sour...keeping knocking...nice write..bkm
Anonymous said…
fascinating poem
Patricia said…
this was wonderful...
brave and courageous to knock on that door. That door was meant for you... hate thinking of missed opportunities. :)
Reflections said…
This one really spoke to me... the voices of childhood stearing me away from writing as a life direction, yet still peaking in the windows now and then. Until now... knocking when they turn the other way. Beautiful write!
Anonymous said…
Go for it...take the path less travelled it will reveal your truth...and live life without question marks that's my motto any how! Great poem...
Uneven Stephen said…
Great write, as usual. It's always such a struggle to just be ourselves and damn what others say/do to try and stop us. I love "Each one stood with fingers / pointing down the same road / the safe route" and of course the ending lines.
Glynn said…
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Glynn said…
And like Frost said, taking that road made all the difference. Good poem.

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