Tangerine dream

The days we think that we are close
in 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
The days we think that we are close
in glowing tangerine of ends

In morning, we still break our camp
beyond horizon nests our goal
above the sun, our guiding lamp
in daybreak we still break our camp
our lodgings may be dark and damp
but memories can yet console
in morning we still break our camp
beyond horizon nests our goal

When after many days, the road
will meet that tangerine of ends
our final day when gait is slow
when after many days, the road
we rest an instant ‘fore we’re sent
a final goal on us bestowed
when after many days, the road
we meet our tangerine of ends

Tangerine Dream
Jim Lambie

Today I host dVerse Open Link, we soon open and you are welcome to share your poem at dVerse.

This is an old set of triolets I wrote back in 2014, when I was obsessed with forms. I remember it was based on the images of Karin Boye’s poem In Motion.

March 17, 2022

16 responses to “Tangerine dream

  1. Somehow, despite plague, war, poverty and illness we keep on keeping on, moving forward, ever forward, even though some of us are much closer to night than to morning.

  2. How very clever. Grey and silver come to mibd at aging. When really every day we face the closing and the aging of a sunset day and tangerine become so apt in your poem

    Enjoyed hearing you read this poem

    Much💚love

  3. This is gorgeously rendered, Bjorn! 😀 I especially love; “In morning, we still break our camp beyond horizon nests our goal above the sun,”.. the image gives me hope that is much needed. Thank you so much for hosting us today! 💝💝

  4. I love the repetition mixed in with the flow of the rhymes, and the colour/fruit choice of image only makes it more interesting.

  5. This is lovely, when the eye meets the tangerine sky. I think we wonder how many sunrises or sunsets will we view in the ever changing landscape, called life. I still enjoy form as I need to feel cohesive at times. The repetition often sets the pace and brings the message home.

  6. I don’t understand the form but love the tangerine times meeting and repeating.

  7. Triolets are very good for evoking a tidal feeling, with their repeated lines bringing the original thoughts back and back again. This is one is soft and beautiful.

  8. I love the triolet form. Now I feel like writing one. I also love Jim Lambie’s work and the piece you show us here. Some of his installations are mind-boggling in real life.

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