where no one knows just where we are
there must be ways that end somewhere
no road would ever go this far
where no one knows just where we are
deserted tarmac with no car
as if no drivers ever dare
where no one knows just where we are
there must be ways that end somewhere

*

photo by Toussaint, Whitby 2012

Comments on: "There must be ways – triolet" (16)

  1. Very nice, very thoughtful Ina.

  2. Ah, this evokes a lovely, wistful, yearning …

  3. Beautiful and striking Ina. I enjoy poems that revolve around the ambiguities of our lives. This poem takes you there.

    • Hi walter, thank you very much. Sometimes we get lost, and sometimes a way seems endless. I wanted to express that, I am glad it worked πŸ™‚

  4. The end of the road gives us an unobstructed choice of ways to continue. To forge new routes.

  5. Ina, if you really discover where we are, let me know, please? Ethel and Tom

  6. This made me smile.

    You had a long climb up to get to that particular somewhere πŸ™‚

    Arohanui

    David
    xxx

    • Hi David

      it was a good climb, the 199 steps in fact. We did it twice and I can’t tell you how pleased I was I could manage it! I never thought I would be able to! πŸ™‚

      Arohanui πŸ™‚

      Ina
      xxx

  7. Yes, very thought-provoking…my favorite type of poem πŸ™‚

  8. Hi Ina!

    All those steps…going somewhere…and nowhere.

    Very nice!

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