Allan Koven Poet Rhyme

Notes About The Poem

'Reached up' trying to find answers but disappointed
"Artful craft' something that one would be naturally good at.
'break these bars' come from a hidden place trapped deep inside.
'like thickened..." an admiration for Van Gogh's Starry Night.
"in-synched" living and doing together motivated by one passions.
Last paragraph is about depression but ends with the possibility of hope

Life's Undiscovered Passion

LIFE'S UNDISCOVERED PASSION 

I reached up far to touch a star.
It only took a second.
I thought I heard a salient call 
alas it did not beckon.

While looking for an artful craft
and finding none; the time blew past
I looked toward the heaven's stars
for talents that could break these bars 

Like thickened paint on canvass fashion
Mixed with rich excitant passion 
From Starry Night to sheer delight
but never wrong and never right.

Should I envy those with deep affection
with skills that move in-synced direction
for passions born into their soul
to define their purpose-- take control.

Athletic prowess, artistic flavor, 
a builders trade, a science major,
musicians joy and mountaineer
for all of those we stop and cheer
and think if we could only be
but they are they and we are we.

Somewhere, somewhere deep inside
are struggles there we cannot hide
doubts and fears that suck the joy
from life's sweet gifts; a noxious ploy
of destiny failing in an attempt
to re-discover a lost lament.

CAK  12-2-2012

SYNOPSIS
Sometimes, I find myself lamenting
that I do not possess an 
exceptional skill or talent. It seems
many people find great joy from theirs.
It seems to gnaw at my being and
I grow sorrowful that somehow
I am missing something.

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Poet Destroyer A April 8, 2015 at 1:18 PM Hi Allan, ha I am so happy to read your comment on the bottom. I haven't read any of the new poems. Lately, I find myself on here once or twice a week :) However, I do wish to hear from you this summer when I am back full blast! LOL, I say that, but knowing me. I'll probably be asleep all summer long. Are you still active, Or do you only come once in a blue moon? Only one way to find out. Read your latest poem. Sending hugs. I must be bored, I dropped by to read your reply to my comment. :)

Emmy Weatherill April 7, 2015 at 1:58 PM I absolutely love this. It reminds me of the way I sometimes feel when I see those taking pride in something they are passionate about and good at. This poem is beautiful and the rhyme scheme is admirably crafty. Allan Koven April 7, 2015 at 3:27 PM Thank you Emmy. Envy sometimes grabs hold of me and shakes me to my core. Allan

Poet Destroyer A April 5, 2015 at 3:58 PM ALLAN, Dropped by to say hi and congratulate you on having your poem selected by Soup's Administration. This is a wonderful poem to have featured on the homepage. Have yourself a Happy Easter ~Always & Forever~ LINDA Allan Koven April 7, 2015 at 3:29 PM Linda, my favorite poet on Poetry Soup. So glad to hear from you. Actually, I'm Jewish so we still have a few days left to eat the cardboard tasting Matzah. Take care, Allan

Terry O'Leary September 23, 2013 at 3:23 PM No one can have all... thus, everyone is missing something... Terry Allan Koven September 23, 2013 at 3:42 PM I didn't want it all.

Just That Archaic Poet August 22, 2013 at 11:05 AM It dismays me to hear you say that your talent is not exceptional. I quite disagree, and I'm sure others do as well. You have true, innate talent. This poem is exceptional in every way; I enjoyed it immensely. You are clever and crafty and witty. Kudos to you! :) Allan Koven August 22, 2013 at 1:11 PM What shall I call you? To whom it may concern doesn't seem to fit. Nevertheless, thank you for your kind words. Perhaps it is the passion I seek. But one thing I know; with great talent comes great pathos and a sadness deep within.

Allan Koven August 17, 2013 at 3:18 PM Red, forever the optimist. The happier way to live, most assuredly. Although perfection is the most elusive of all endeavors. Thank you for you kind comments. I really appreciated them. Allan

Red Fiery August 17, 2013 at 3:29 AM Art is life and life is beautiful )... It's always gud to seek for perfection. .sky is the limit for an artist...A very exceptional poem by a very talented poet ! Cheers ! Allan Koven August 17, 2013 at 3:33 PM Red, forever the optimist. The happier way to live, most assuredly. Although perfection is the most elusive of all endeavors. Thank you for you kind comments. I really appreciated them. Allan

Charmaine Chircop July 15, 2013 at 9:36 AM Im glad i got to read your wonderful poem today-Charma : )

Mandy Tams The Golden Girl June 3, 2013 at 10:42 AM hi there and thank you for looking at my poem.. I see you are relatively new so may I welcome you and tell you I really enjoyed this one of yours xx

Pam Woolford June 2, 2013 at 4:54 AM This is a very well thought out poem. I think that you have a unique way of writing your poetry. Well done Beauty28 Allan Koven June 2, 2013 at 10:00 AM Pam, I appreciate you reading my poems. I read some of yours. Unrelenting psychic pain and despair. What life sometimes meters out cannot be understood. You have expressed in words what the mind has sent asunder. Keep writing.

Mohammad Yamin June 1, 2013 at 6:30 PM It gave me immense pleasure to read your thoughtful poem. You have a way with words and express beautifully. -Mohammad Allan Koven June 1, 2013 at 7:40 PM Thank you Mohammad. Your poem on Suicide bombers gave me hope that others named Mohammad may see things the same way.

Manel Gunatillake June 1, 2013 at 5:58 AM very deep thoughts. Thank you for sharing. Allan Koven June 1, 2013 at 1:32 PM Thank you for you comments. Really liked your love poems.

Mario De Paz June 1, 2013 at 3:48 AM Your life undiscovered passion helped me to discover your exceptional attitude to write perfect verses full of empathy. Thank you Allan Koven June 1, 2013 at 1:34 PM Thank you for your comments. I have the feeling after reading your poetry that you have some very deep thoughts too.

Sundari Kannan May 31, 2013 at 7:21 PM for all of those we stop and cheer and think if we could only be but they are they and we are we. how very true are these lines they speak the voice of many in this world...enjoyed your poem the struggle within voiced well..sunkan Allan Koven June 1, 2013 at 1:36 PM Thank you for your comments. Wonder is a human condition of which we all partake. Perhaps I partake a little too much.

Michael Ainsley May 31, 2013 at 6:52 PM Artful you are Sir painting with wordson the canvas of my mind. Thanks. Allan Koven June 1, 2013 at 1:42 PM Thank you for your comments. It must have been wonderful for you traveling the world over. A life fully lived with memories attached to emotional synapses that still sparkle with flavors that only you possess.

Shadow Hamilton May 31, 2013 at 5:22 PM Allen hi a deep poem, ranging feelings running through. I like it Linda Allan Koven June 1, 2013 at 1:44 PM Thank you for your comments. Really liked some of your pastoral poems. You must be nature lover.