28 responses to “Each a Crossroad”

1. Maybe such a thing is only possible in “heaven.” Succinct and rings with truth.

   • I hope that heaven may a be place on earth

2. I love where Rivera’s mural took you, Björn – to the crossroad. A compass does come in handy, in fact I prefer a compass and map to those awful satnavs, especially when looking for ‘a future vision made for all with wings’.

   • If only we could find such a place

3. I like the way you brought the mural alive very much…even hoping for metaphorical wings…

   • We do need those wings.

4. This is gorgeously rendered, Bjorn! I love how the mural comes alive in this poem. Yes, a compass is much needed to show us the way 💙💙

   • Yes… in all the confusion a compass would be needed.

5. Sometimes a simple solution eludes us as you have so succinctly shown.

   • Simple or not, we have to agree on a direction.

6. Absolutely, that is very important.

7. Always have loved Rivera’s work. Cool response to it.

8. We “trample and get lost”–oh, how that spoke to me. You tell it true. I love the hopeful, guiding note in your close~

   • finding a way we probably do better together…. communities is what matters.

9. “a future … with wings” – something to work on ourselves for!

10. The idea of a compass gives me such comfort, like a magical talisman from Aslan.

11. Rotsa ruck on that one. I do not believe homo sapeins posesses an innate shared true north. We have to choose those wings, and we don’t even know what to call them any more, are too distracted by their virtual semblance in bra-cups and credit limits, squander all altitude staring at devices. Long road to get to shared crossroads, hope life on the planet has the longevity to bleed them clean.

    • When the true crisis come we will find our way… but the body count will be high

12. It is the moral compass that has definitely been lost…

    • I think we have confused moral with righteousness

      • Too true…

13. Well done, Bjorn. I believe you are right. Most of us want a path that we can all walk together toward a common good!

14. every one
    a crossroad
    tangled, meshed, confused.

    O I have been at that no-meeting place many times, those nets entangling and trapping. In the Roman Games, Reticularius sometimes beat Gladiator, sometimes lost.

    Yet we long for the net /web of connection too! And find it at dVerse Poets 🙂

15. Fantastic interpretation of the mural!

16. And even when we get the compass pointing us the way,

    We still drown in the cacophony as each has to say!

    Nice words. True about the present state of the world.

    Thanks for hosting 🙂

17. All of us dazed and confused and longing for a compass. I like the hopeful feel at the end.

18. I like the way we are all going in the same direction but in a sometimes confusing and muddled way.

19. Last night I had the thought that whilst we are still making new discoveries, humanity pretty much had things worked a couple of millennia ago already. Why are we still lost and looking?Anyway, your poem reminded me of this thought.

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