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In the Wild, Far From My Home

Ain't it wild the things that have passed? The things we thought would change, the things we thought weren't gonna last? (remember picnics on the park grass? that was awesome) Movies with friends, weddings on the sand, rock and roll concerts on demand (we are all furious to high heaven, surely, but we understand) And things I thought would stay the same? Well, poetry, for one thing That muse of mine, she's stealthy like a switchblade, as untimely as a hand grenade (certainly the longest game of hide 'n' seek I've ever ever played) Forty moons gone, now back again (who am I now? who was I then?) Is it the same ole me ablaze in positivity and dripping honesty? Or was I just chameleon-like as my Muse was (certainly well hidden but still in the vicinity) Maybe it's similar to our unusual circumstance; undoubtedly disturbing at a glance, but take a closer look and see, it's still our Earth with all our dreams inter-weaved. It's still You. It's still Me. Yes. The world closed. Uncertainty grows. And yet despite it all, the river still flows. (that's just the way it goes) And as for me and where I've been? You need only ask the wind... (or maybe even a hobbit could enlighten you) I was "there and back again" like Bilbo Baggins would have quipped Full of beans, jumping with juvenescence (but no Fountain of Youth did I sip) For you see - the search party was unwarranted - I was just taking the scenic route (no cause for alarm or wild scheme to undergo) Some were just taking the high road, I was taking the low... I was in the wild, far from my home A sojourner passing through with nothing on my person, but my own peculiar point of view And in the plains of intermission did I roam (only the stars knew I wasn't alone my inner man was with me, too) No Holy Grail did I seek, nor Elixir of Life, nor Cave of Great Treasures, nor Grave and Important Truth ... I just wandered Wandered for wonderment's sake Lost in the beauty of those valleys, the majesty of those hills, with too many sacred moments to tally I could have wrote a stanza, a sonnet or two But you could see why I didn't (if you were looking at the same sky, too) My mind was an old man, but by my heart was a little child A conundrum none need untangle Just take a step back and let the breeze push your back... ...into the wild PS: I wanna thank whoever it was that hosted the Wild Contest. While I didn't make it in time to enter, my thoughts remain the same that the writing is it's own reward.

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Date: 5/8/2020 11:33:00 AM
Your muse is brilliant.. Really
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Timothy Hicks
Date: 5/11/2020 12:36:00 PM
Thanks Paghunda!
Date: 5/7/2020 11:49:00 AM
I like the style and flow of your poems, Timothy; it's as if you start writing and your pen effortlessly goes on and on without needing to pause. I very much enjoyed this 'wild' poem. Regards // paul
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Timothy Hicks
Date: 5/11/2020 12:22:00 PM
Thanks Paul!
Date: 5/5/2020 6:40:00 PM
A very delightful and insightful write Tim! Kept me rapt to the end! My kind of poetry! Welcome back to soup and best to you as you continue your poetical journey. Many thanks for your kind comments re a few of my recent concoctions. Stay safe - Bob
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Timothy Hicks
Date: 5/6/2020 5:46:00 PM
Nice to see you again as well ... hope I can stick around for a bit! Glad you enjoyed...
Date: 5/5/2020 11:32:00 AM
Superb write - Bravo, have never read such different, meaningful, real feeling poetry - I love you style and applaud you Timothy Hicks. WOW! Blessings, Jennifer.
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Timothy Hicks
Date: 5/6/2020 10:56:00 PM
Your comment made my day, Jennifer. Thank you very much.
Date: 5/3/2020 9:12:00 PM
Timothy, 'I was in the wild, far from my home A sojourner passing through with nothing on my person, but my own peculiar point of view'. Refreshing to find someone who roamed so far and so long, forty moons long. And with a real talent for embroidering thoughts into a finely stitched yarn to boot. Welcome back. -Richard
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Timothy Hicks
Date: 5/4/2020 4:01:00 AM
You are very kind, Raven. I like to spin 'em if possible!
Date: 5/3/2020 2:34:00 PM
well, that WILD contest sure did inspire you. So Timothy do tell, just WHERE WERE you these past several years? Certainly not up in Alaska like the crazy kid in that movie that went into the wild and kissed his butt goodbye!! I want to see a poem of yours describing all the things you have been up to. As always, I was utterly charmed by your poetry here.
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Timothy Hicks
Date: 5/4/2020 3:59:00 AM
Thanks Andrea. Maybe someday I will! (though not all of it's wilderness - there's always the spouts of the mundane, too!) You'll have to elaborate about this Alaska movie ... I'm intrigued.
Date: 5/2/2020 7:11:00 PM
the world certainly has changed dramatically of late but the beauty of nature will always be there for us to enjoy, so glad you are back from the wilds sweet candy man - have missed you:-) hugs Jan xx
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Timothy Hicks
Date: 5/4/2020 3:11:00 AM
Thanks for the warm welcome, Jan ... hope I can stick around for awhile!
Date: 5/2/2020 4:27:00 PM
It is nice to have you back, i see what you mean about your muse... It has been in slumber for a while, but you are bakc with a bang...I enjoyed reading your thoughts..
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Timothy Hicks
Date: 5/4/2020 3:58:00 AM
Thanks for the stop Silent.
Date: 5/2/2020 1:37:00 PM
Read the song, a fun read. To go around one more time, I posted a new one this morning.
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Timothy Hicks
Date: 5/4/2020 3:57:00 AM
I checked it out... very surreal! I liked it.
Date: 5/2/2020 1:31:00 PM
So glad to have you back. You make long pieces effortless to read. You are extremely talented my young friend.
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Timothy Hicks
Date: 5/4/2020 3:57:00 AM
Thanks so much Richard. I don't realize how "bloated" my poems get until I actually organize it and post it, and see that one has to scroll just to read the whole thing (I tend to get carried away ... but I'm glad I can carry people along with me!)
Date: 5/2/2020 12:23:00 PM
There is a positive in all of this bringing the world closer to family and nature. Enjoying the simple things. Excellent Timothy
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Timothy Hicks
Date: 5/4/2020 3:18:00 AM
Thanks TS. It is certainly a mixed bag of good bad ... I've always been a glass half-full guy, though.