those days we think that we are close
our glowing tangerine of ends
when evening comes it’s time to doze
those days we think that we are close
to the point when our travel slows
a silent time to be with friends
those days we think that we are close
our glowing tangerine of ends
in morning we still break our camp
beyond horizons lie our goal
above the sun, our guiding lamp
in morning we still break our camp
our lodgings will be dark and damp
but memories will us console
in morning we still break our camp
beyond horizons lie our goal
when after many days, the road
will meet the tangerine of ends
our final day when gait is slow
when after many days, the road
we stay an instant ‘fore we’re sent
another goal is us bestowed
when after many days, the road
will meet the tangerine of ends
Today Gabriella will have her first dVerse prompt. Travel poetry, I love travel but sometimes I reach a point when it seems that I’m close to a goal. Still when morning comes I’m still itching to move on. And yes travel for me is a perfect metaphor for life itself.
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September 16, 2014
Björn Rudbergs writings 
Bjorn, Good verse. There’s always a new goal to be met. Well written. 🙂 —Susan
Slowing down a bit with friends along the way can definitely be rewarding, but yes when a new day begins we continue to travel on…always enroute to our goal!
Your words powerfully reflect your experience as a traveler, the relief when we reach a goal in the evening after a long day walking and the joy of spending time with friends after such a day before the next morning presents us with another goal. Traveling can indeed be a metaphor for life.
So true that we are always pursuing a goal, but when we reach it, we have not “arrived”, but rather, we find there is a new goal to pursue.
to travel is to live… this is a stellar write, Bjorn…
yes – it is the perfect metaphor for life…one big journey with many endings and beginnings … and each mile we travel shapes us into who we are
Lovely triolet ~ One of the joys of travelling is to look for another road or goal to seek , while looking back at our days with ease ~ It can be a never ending journey ~
And here we are again, brother, with you taking a classic form, bending to your will, & rocking the damn prompt. The triolet has
a lot of inert energy, reflected in its refrains, the last stanza always surprises us, as it whips up a souffle out of pancake batter.
I really like the visual of “tangerine of ends.” there is something about the triolet that I just find entrancing…it’s probably the repartition…for I’ve always had a thing for repetition.
Bjorn, I always love to see what form your poetry will take. This had the rhythm of travel in it.
janet
nice form here… now i need to go write one… LOL
that tangerine of ends… which is usually a sunset is sometimes the tangerine of the sunrise telling us to “get going”. 🙂 I need to do a form poem again – the effort of the lilting verse always is so pretty – you do a great job with these.
I love triolets. I didn’t realize until I read your post how wonderfully they work with the theme of travelling. Excellent read and thanks for making me think deeper about how a form can support the subject of the poem. 🙂 heidi
the road becomes so significant in the end and acquires a new meaning…a great metaphoric write…
Those words just make me want to be out on the road! You come up with superb expressions, Bjorn.
Love triolets – like the line ‘will meet the tangerine of ends’ – wonderful.
Tangerine of ends? What an interesting expression, Bjorn! And a great bouncy rhythm to your triolets, suitable to the jog-jog along roads for travel…
I love your Tangerine of ends…certainly apt for all the morning and evening glory one sees by hiking, camping ..something I know you love to do….and in your country the scenes must be spectacular as well as the conversations along the way…
Bjorn this is a lovely poem, and you have explained your travelling very well. I prefer to linger longer, to really get into the ethos of a place, but we are all different, thank God!
I like this a lot, Bjorn. It resonates with the ideas I’ve been pondering recently, thinking of all the travel I want to get done before the tangerine of ends… Very nicely done.
Beautiful triolets, Bjorn, and a good message in that when we finally embrace our “tangerine of ends”, it will, indeed, be the end.
Bjorn, we all travel in the journey of life..may you always enjoy the
quest before the tangerine of ends..
This is wonderful, Bjorn. I especially love the middle stanza. I love the rhythm of the triolet but have not yet attempted one. A good goal!
ah….so nice to read…..beautiful….loved it!!
Three triolets that dovetail so beautifully together. Now that is brilliant writing. And the “tangerine of ends”: an indelible image that brings the piece full circle (pun unintended). Excellent!