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Pursuing Dreams

A Sonnet in
      ~ Iambic Tetrameter ~


At age eighteen he fled his home
Could barely wait, despised his town
To see the world all on his own
He'd wear a smile, no more to frown

He traveled in a makeshift way
Hitched rides in vans and sneaked on trains
When desperate, he stowed away
At times got drenched by gusts of rain

Two years he spent pursuing dreams
Grew wiser as the time crawled by
Found out that life's nor peach nor cream
For home and hearth, began to sigh...

Came back and knocked on his front door
Discovered that 'twas 'home' no more

Copyright © Gershon Wolf | Year Posted 2021

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Evelyn Judy Buehler Date: 12/5/2021 9:54:00 PM I guess leaving home changes you, so that you're not the same when you come back. I suppose that's life-growing and changing. This poem is captivating, Gershon. It's in my faves. Login to Reply Gershon Wolf Date: 12/6/2021 6:40:00 PM Yup, I agree. Leaving home does change a person... And then too, they say 'You can't go back!' :) gw

Caren Krutsinger Date: 11/11/2021 12:11:00 PM He sounds like the prodigal son who received a surprise ending. Login to Reply Gershon Wolf Date: 11/13/2021 8:48:00 PM The 'prodigal son' got the proverbial 'cattle prod,' I guess. :) gw

P.S. Awtry Date: 11/9/2021 5:08:00 PM You're just showing off! He made the right choice. If he'd stayed he would have been a bitter, miserable being. Only in leaving did he realize the goodness of home. This is a FAV for me. Login to Reply Gershon Wolf Date: 11/9/2021 7:45:00 PM Wow. Thank you so much for the FAVE, P.S. Always special to get one. Home and Hearth, Gershon

Debra L Brown Date: 11/7/2021 7:22:00 PM Gershon, This is lovely. Have you heard the old saying "You can't go home again". Beautifully Written ~ Debra Login to Reply Gershon Wolf Date: 11/7/2021 7:55:00 PM That old saying you've cited is the truest of truths there is. (See 'Our Town,' by Thornton Wilder, Act 3. If you've never seen or read the play, you're in for a treat. And it's short. somber, yet sweet, as well). Thanks, Debra, Gershon

Ilene Bauer Date: 11/7/2021 11:58:00 AM oh, so sad! great poem, though... Login to Reply Gershon Wolf Date: 11/7/2021 7:56:00 PM You take a risk, you gotta be prepared for a loss too... (Unless you're 'too big to fail.').

Bill Baker Date: 11/7/2021 11:52:00 AM Nice sonnet Gershon, you caught the essence of the experience well. I'm following you so I can read more of your poetry. Bill Login to Reply Gershon Wolf Date: 11/7/2021 7:53:00 PM Thanks for the visit and the encouragement, Bill. All the best, Gershon

Rico Leffanta Date: 11/7/2021 10:36:00 AM So, like Robert Redford, he retreated to build his own little world? Login to Reply Gershon Wolf Date: 11/7/2021 7:50:00 PM Only thing separating Redford and this character -- a hundred million buckeroos or so... Smiles, gw

L Milton Hankins Date: 11/7/2021 10:19:00 AM Very nice Iambic Tetrameter, gw. I enjoyed it, but the last line caught me by surprise, even though it is inevitably true! Login to Reply Gershon Wolf Date: 11/7/2021 6:43:00 PM Surprises just part of life, I guess. Where there's risk, there's not always reward. ~ Truth and Consequences

Kim Rodrigues Date: 11/7/2021 5:57:00 AM To flee from home…free? A jail of one’s own making? Login to Reply Gershon Wolf Date: 11/7/2021 6:39:00 PM I like you 'captured' the crux of the message here, Kim. ~ BB (Behind Bars)

Mike Gentile Date: 11/7/2021 5:15:00 AM I enjoyed the tetrametic flow in your Sonnet GH! ( made that word up, sorry! ) It perfectly portrays life and its quest, rewards and risks! well done! Login to Reply Gershon Wolf Date: 11/7/2021 6:38:00 PM Where there's risk, there just may be 'negative returns' sometimes... ~ Tetrametic Paramedic

Deb M Date: 11/7/2021 12:24:00 AM Hi “Pollyarnie”….I enjoyed this very much so….last line was sad! “Pollyanna” x Login to Reply Gershon Wolf Date: 11/7/2021 6:36:00 PM Even Pollyanna sheds a tear or two at times, I guess. Hope that's not too disappointing. (We are supposed to be adults here, are we not?!... Although sometimes I wonder about myself...) Thanks, Debbie :) gw