magic of a splendorous kind
a world of cornucopic wonder
treasure troves of dreams to plunder
in this voyage of my mind
here time and place are of my making
these winds of fate in my control
every pleasure for my taking
every rule just for my breaking
embracing secrets of my soul
here I live a life enchanted
here no fear of any threat
sorrow is by joy supplanted
no limit to desires granted
what I want is what I get
by fantasy’s elaboration
up through stars of wonder I ascend
soar in sweet hallucination
in ships of my imagination
oh, would this voyage but never end
~ ~ ~
rob kistner © 2018
This poem is written in the rhyme scheme of Robert Frost’s “The Road Not Taken”, namely: A,B,A,A,B. It also, like Frost’s poem, is four stanzas. I have always liked that particular piece by Frost, but ironically, the matching rhyme schemes and stanza lengths, are purely coincidental.
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i love Frost’s poem too! I read yours out loud and it was magnificent, the strength of imagination, the clarity that comes with being in charge of one’s destiny, it starts with a small toy, something so ordinary but you created a new world of adventure within that tiny world. granting a child his wish and creating a safe place to be wild and carefree and one he could visit again often and so the voyage will never end. your third stanza is my favourite, courage and determination holds a special place there. thank you for participating, this was good magic!
Thank you for your wonderful kindness, and I am pleased this piece drew you in Gina… :-/)
my pleasure Rob!! totally! my dad was a sailor and we used to float paper boats after the rain, my brother got a sailboat, we girls got dolls and paper boats, i wanted the sailboat though mother said not for girls!
Hi Gina. You, my wife Kathy, my daughter Jeni, and I share your belief “gender appropriate” is hogwash. Kathy and Jeni ARE both multi-sport athleets, both All-Star and All-American athleets, both attended college on athletic scholarships. At 56 Kathy is still a competive golfer, and at 46 Jeni is still a competitive tennis player, competing in semi-pro Californis tennis tournaments. And I coached my daughter in club touring soccer for 11 years. We sll concur, uou should have definitely been given a sailboat of your own… 🙂 (BTW, regarding the ages, Jeni is a dsughter from my first marriage)
i am so proud of how you brought your girls up and they will continue this legacy of good parenting. i ended up defying a lot of things my mother tried to mould me into, played hockey all through high school too. thank you for your affirming and encouraging words. My 2 girls are also very athletic and I am so proud of their achievements too. thank you for this very personal share, many blessings to you and your family!
Kathy and Jeni ARE both my “girls”. Kathy is my wife and Jeni my daughter. I am older than my wife by 16 years, so she could have been a daughter. Met her when she had just turned 24 and I was going on 40. We were both artists, both athletes, liked the same music and movies… she swept me off my feet at a period of my life when I was deeply immersed in running my own retail business, and not looking for a relationship – and BAMM!
What an uplifting and inspiring poem, Rob.
Thsnk you very much VJ, I am pleased this piece resonated with you… 🙂
Well Done Rob!! Dreaming really is a trip of sorts. I just wish they wouldn’t jump around so much. Seem like when I am really getting into it a new twist shows up! Great images!
Dwight, dreams may be a bit more surreal, but unexpected twists are also a significant element of life – at least for me they are… 🙂
This was wonderful! And I agree with Gina that the third stanza is my favorite as well. This whole poem felt like a magical dream.
Hi Jade! I am very happy that I was able to bring a bit of magic into your experience… 🙂
I love the rhythm of this poem, Rob. It really flies.
Thank you Jane… 🙂 This form does have a wounderful fluidity to it. I did a little research and could not find a reference to the poetic form of A,B,A,A,B other than identifying it as a Frost rhyme scheme? I don’t know how thorough my research was, but love it and plan to use it more…!
Rob- such a magical journey! Beautiful.
Thank you Linda! 🙂 I appreciate your kind words…
I do love that poem by Frost, and the rhymescheme is wonderful… your praise of the world has to be one when you make the right choices in choosing the road.
That particular Frost poem is one of my favorites Bjorn, and the ending gives me chills… so much said! And the hesitation is brilliant, as if for a monent he is reliving, and relishing his decidion.
“Two roads diverged in a wood, and I—
I took the one less traveled by,
And that has made all the difference.”
This is wonderful!
Thank you Teresa, I appreciate your kindness… 🙂
What a joy this poem is, and here to that never ending journey!
“in ships of my imagination
oh, would this voyage but never end”
Thank you Merril, I am glad you enjoyed this. It was inspired by my grandson Alex’s toy boat, and it was composed as a little story that he might enjoy…
Nice sound and nice line: “every rule just for my breaking”
Thank you Frank… 🙂 This poem was composed with my grandson in mind, whose cool little boat inspired it – but that line is in there for my rebellious nature…
Love this 🙂 It reminds me of why I love to write. Imagining worlds …like a child playing…
Thank you Sophia, I am pleased you enjoyed this… 🙂
Love that third stanza, and the whole feeling of magic this conveyed.
I appreciate your kind words Sara, and I am happy you enjoyed this work… 🙂
This is one helluva voyage of your mind!
Welcome aboard Vivian, hold on tight… 🙂