Wednesday, August 9, 2017

A Tale A Dream to Continental Breakfast 
A dreamer feasts on beauty 
A traveler feasts on breakfast 


A Tale A Dream (round) 

Here was the marvel he was searching for
A flower which had bloomed on dreamers’ shore
And by her all he hoped for would he bare
For visions of this moment offered more
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The flower sang of beauty oh so rare
A glow beyond all other’s scented flare
A proof that wonders happen was her sight
If ever there was heaven it was there
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He rushed upon the source of his delight
From heart and soul came yearning hold this tight
To shape and form a timeless memory
And kisses past forever to ignite
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Was in this endless ever’s fantasy
A tale a dream of lovers came to be
A summer’s blanket from the winter’s cold
A season for just one more kiss to free
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For when he found her flower had grown old
A truth from youth his desires would remold
For what once was was destined to restore
For lovers of the moonlight to behold 


A dreamer is lost in forever in this round. A round is a poem where one thing leads to the next. The ending leads back to the beginning. In this round the third line of each stanza forms the rhymes of the next stanza. The third line of the last stanza leads back to the first stanza. If the last stanza seems a little unclear, it is because "He" is being transported back to the beginning. 

Arlene and I started as a team on the dance floors of the disco days. Before then, we were just crazy young lovers. Then came the dark times of bitter arguments. From there, we escaped into that large flat just as the disco era was blooming. Looking back, it was strange that years before Arlene had invested so much time in turning me into a dancer. It was as if she could sense that a time meant for us was coming. When we grew, it was more than dancing. I was drawn toward music. photography, creating. Arlene got into organization, communication, motivation and things like that.  Still we stayed strong and together. To us life was a dance. Just like on the dance floor, we could joined our differences to create more. Disco died just in time for us to become parents. As parents,we continued to grow, but more for the sake of the family. We still loved each other a lot, but it was different. Arlene and I wouldn't notice this difference until our parenting days had come to an end. Arlene and I looked at one another. Where had they gone? It was like: all of a sudden we were old. We were put in charge of parties for the masonic organization. The dances we threw brought back a couple we hadn't seen for almost 20 years. We were back. I guess the dance is like that.

As nature's creatures we follow a general order of things. We are born. We grow and learn. We seek out a mate. We have and raise children. And then what? For some of us the "general order of things" is pushed right to "And then what". The "And then what" phase can be a little confusing. Remember this, religion or no, we are only here once. Life,short or long, isn't over yet. There is still an endless possibility of things waiting for us. Haven't met a mate? Hang out with or make some friends. Want kids but no kids yet? Volunteer. Finished with the "natural order"? What do we want to do? What do you want to do? This should be the first and foremost thing that drives us. Sure, there are things out of our reach, but that doesn't mean that we shouldn't try. (Or make some modifications.) Plus there is so much more waiting. The new natural order for us is: we are born,we learn and pass on. In between Be... Do. Hear that clock ticking? It's saying Enjoy.


Which leads us back to the round: Michael Cretu "Moonlight Flower" 

After all that, Are we hungry 

The term "continental breakfast" is of British origin. "The continent" in Britain refers to the countries of continental Europe. A "continental breakfast" thus denotes the type of lighter meal served in continental Europe, as opposed to the "full" English breakfast. Many inns, motels and hotels now offer free continental breakfasts. 
Jordan Peele, of Key and Peele, stumbled into one of these hotels. "Key & Peele - Continental Breakfast" 



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48 comments:

  1. What an enchanting poem Martin, excellent to read.
    Loved the qoute at the end of your post as I too
    am in the ageing process.

    Yvonne.

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    1. Thank you for the blessing of your kind words.
      Enjoy the moments

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  2. Modify we can do. Finding that mate thing is a pain, so just modify that away lol

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    1. ...and sometimes remove that bull's-eye off our back. Ay Pat?
      Thank you for all of the smiles.

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  3. I pray that I get to grow really old with my husband. Beautiful Poem!

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    1. Thank you for the compliment,
      Let's change that a little. May you and your husband grow forever young together.

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  4. A lovely and delightful poem form to read as usual. Warm greetings!

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    1. Thank you. So glad you enjoyed.
      Warm smiles to you.

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  5. What a beautiful poem, I love the hope in your words. I am glad you and Arlene grew together.

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    1. Thank you for the warm feelings.
      May your days be blessed.

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    1. Truly spoken.
      Thank you for the chance of your company.

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  7. I love the poem and, especially, the narrative. Love that you began with dance and returned to it once the kids had flown........lovely, Martin!

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    1. That was something, wasn't it.
      Thank you. I appreciate knowing you really liked.

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  8. Beautiful piece Martin. I too hope that my husband and I will have the opportunity to grow old together!

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    1. Let's take out the word "old".
      Thank you for the visit.

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  9. A poem full of optimism love and hope.Nice !

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    1. Thank you for seeing it that way.
      May your days be optimistic

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  10. My husband and I have been married 47 years. We've changed, but there are still those small glimpses of the young couple who believed love was all we needed.

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    1. May you and your husband enjoy many more rich years.
      Thank you for sharing your beautiful insight.

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  11. "If ever there was heaven it was there"--beautiful. I like what you say in your notes about motivation, too....the importance of considering what it is that drives us, what we want to do with the time that we have on the clock. Great reminder.

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    1. Thank you for all these marvelous thoughts, I so appreciate them.
      Be all that we are. It only gets better.
      Dream on...

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  12. Though Time does make a crevice yet the gap is nevertheless filled again with dance. A beautiful Kintsugi poem.

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    1. So beautifully said.
      Thank you for this touch of elegance.

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  13. We danced, and now we wonder. You share much to Muse on profitably.

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  14. Another wonderful write - you really capture rhythm and flow so well

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    1. Thank you for the compliment.
      Glad that you enjoyed.

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  15. "A flower which had bloomed on dreamers’ shore" how beautiful Love your poem. Love your story Nice to compliment each other I love creating photography and dancing as well. Have spend many many hours on the disco floor :)

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    1. Ah... those were the days...
      Thank you for sharing your thoughts and insights of you

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  16. This is an incredibly insightful and moving poem which I can relate to with relationships!!Honest, transparent and full of emotion. I'm sure it will resonate with others too. Thank you for sharing it.:))

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    1. Thank you for such a warm and rich compliment. So fulfilling that you enjoyed.
      May the day bless you

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  17. "Here was the marvel he was searching for
    A flower which had bloomed on "

    This to me is a success story from start to finish. Thanks for the Moonlight Flower video too

    Much love...

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    1. Thank you, Gillena
      Appreciate this from the weaver of delight

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  18. Nice idea of restoring the aged flower.

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    1. Thank you. Very supportive of you to say, Frank.

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  19. "A dreamer feasts on beauty
    A traveler feasts on breakfast" -Ha! Thanks for the smile!



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    1. Thank you so much for sharing this delight.

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  20. Your "round" poems are a delight to read. This one shares such a sense of loss, but in the moment of the dreamer there was much joy. Maybe the mending is in holding the two extremes together and valuing possibility, imagination and love.

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    1. You see so far beyond, Susan.
      Thank you for the compliment and spreading your thoughts.
      Dream on...

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  21. I do agree that we have to enjoy. As we travel through every stage of our life, this is most important.

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    1. So glad to hear this from you, Mary.
      Thank you for being so supportive.

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  22. This is so enchanting...to visit your blog means to learn more...!!

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  23. The flower sang of beauty oh so rare
    A glow beyond all other’s scented flare

    A flower has all the attributes, beautiful appearance,colors,scent and most of all nectar. All leading to prolonging its progeny!You've said it very well Martin. A flower can't be ignored!

    Hank

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    1. Thank you, Hank. Such a grand compliment.
      ... this coming from a Master of words.

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