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This Scene Before Me

A free verse done in a quatern form (1st line moves to each stanza but is here, I have more syllables in each line in free form then is allowed inQuatern This scene before me is one of ideals A dugout canoe of faded yellow, afloat The fisherman winding his every day hopes On a pop bottle spool with only one hook Amid cliff sides of rising mountains, they come This scene before me is one of ideals Desires for adventures rendered sublime In and out the cultures drift, on the divide Accommodate the wandering nomad in us Sharing our similarities, learning to trust This scene before me is one of ideals Country and culture calling out to the world Accept the intrusions on centuries old life Finding the rhythm, new outlooks attained Why the world matters you’re shown right away This scene before me, is one of ideals written: 10-13-2019 Copyright Protected 2019 Jeanne McGee Written in San Marco, Lake Atitlan, Guatemala

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Quoth Theraven

Date: 10/22/2019 11:31:00 PM

Jeanne, This is a very nice setting for a poem to be born. Quite amazed at the 'pop bottle spool' used by the hopeful fisherman. -Richard

Lindsay Laurie

Date: 10/14/2019 8:37:00 PM

Hello Jeanne … nicely presented and enjoyed your cultural learning - thank you Jeanne - Lindsay

Arturo Michael

Date: 10/13/2019 8:41:00 PM

Ideals that hurt to break...Love the concept of the write

Jeanne Mcgee
Date: 10/13/2019 9:03:00 PM

What I've been seeing in many place I've traveled, is the locals unwillingness to change and they just keep doing what they always have and the travelers do what they do and when they mix together there is respect. first time I saw this was in the Cinque a Terre in Italy about 10 years ago.