Welcome to my World

Welcome to the domain different--to paraphrase from New Mexico's capital city of Santa Fe which bills itself "The City Different." Perhaps this space is not completely unique but my world shapes what I write as well as many other facets of my life. The four Ds figure prominently but there are many other things as well. Here you will learn what makes me tick, what thrills and inspires me, experiences that impact my life and many other antidotes, vignettes and journal notes that set the paradigm for Dierdre O'Dare and her alter ego Gwynn Morgan and the fiction and poetry they write. I sell nothing here--just share with friends and others who may wander in. There will be pictures, poems, observations, rants on occasion and sometimes even jokes. Welcome to our world!

Wednesday, August 14, 2013

Life's Archaeology--a poem

I mentioned a verse a few posts back (in Sentiment and Superstition I think  it was) that I said I would look for, one dealing with delving into the past. I did find it and now for what it's worth, I share it with you. I find my poetry has changed a lot over the years..Mostly more somber and philosophical now but I occasionally still wax lyrical or romantic. Can't take all the basic stuff out of yourself, not even life can.

Digging Through Past Life

Sorting through shards of the past,
Mostly words from long ago,
I read and wonder as I read
Was this someone I used to know?

Digging through old artifacts,
Pictures so dim I barely see
The distant scenes that they portray
Was this someone I used to be?

As I sift through all the debris
Each hazed and distant memory
Finding who I am in who I was
Rewards my archaeology.

I’ve not done all I planned and dreamed
Nor found the world the fairy tale
I thought it in that far off past
Yet I can see I did not fail.

Much that I said that I would do
And much that I aspired to be
Has filled the time that passed between
That self of old and this day’s me.

                                    (c) GMW Feb 2012

1 comment:

  1. This gave me chills, it is so poignant and beautiful. I love your mind and your poems, always have, always will. This one is very, very special.