Look at Me #poetry #photography


you cannot  measure it, I know

nor can you wield  like sword or pen

tho fingers long to take, possess

it’s elusive now and then

aspire to  greatness, it is gone

turn your back and then it stays

for those out front and thespian types

it dances and it plays

why you so eager,  trap and grasp

success within your hand

for those with truly many gifts

never see its feathers fanned

then grasp now to what you will

look at  days for all they are

for you much treasure may you see

holding life,  a child, shining star


Today’s prompt at Poet’s United Midweek Motif is success. Is success within your grasp or do you reach for other things???


19 thoughts on “Look at Me #poetry #photography

    1. The statue is amazing. This place we visit has a series of statues – most children. I did play with the photo some to achieve a focus on their mischievous faces and a sense of motion. Thanks Sherry for always having an encouraging word.


  1. Wow! I love your unique poem.
    I am thinking of Browning suddenly:
    “Speak as they please, what does the mountain care?
    Ah, but a man’s reach should exceed his grasp,
    Or what’s a heaven for? ”
    But this doesn’t imitate, it carries the discussion forward:
    Not to see success fan out with the audience and applause, but to move on to much treasure beyond. The progression, the driving rhythm, everything says do not stop and rest on yesterday.


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