A Nimble Adventure (Musing and Editing)

A Nimble Adventure

(original, written on 3 June’ 13)

craving for a nimble adventure,

he boards a train,

prairie bound,

and decides to vault off

this rapidly moving leviathan,

each limb swirling in the wind,

singing deep-throated in rapture,

and eventually

finding his hall to the crypt,

he shivers and trembles,

opening his eyes,

from the nightmare.

Yearning for nimble adventure…

(trying to write a Villanelle out of it)

yearning for nimble adventure,

he hops on last journeying train,

final one to join the venture,


prairie bound fleet, he conjectures,

a lowering descent to the plains,

he yearns for nimble adventure,


dark tombs remind him of failure,

his life in his eyes was all vain,

but he did join this last venture,


hazy thoughts of a dark future,

he decides to vault off his pain,

he yearns for nimble adventure,


his every limb, the wind captures,

shivering, he has find his cure,

he joined this very last venture,


he sings deep-throated in rapture,

finds his way to hall crypt allure,

he ends the nimble adventure,

he had joined this final venture.

A Nimble Expedition

(finally editing the original in free verse)

yearning for a nimble expedition,

he boards a charcoal train,

prairie bound,

traversing through the dark tombs,

heightened blocks of sand and shingles,

he squints his eyes to ward off

the phantoms of the past,

he decides to vault off

this progressing leviathan,

adjoined with nuts and bolts

destined to go loose one day

like that of the spectacle of a ship,

he takes a leap to freedom,

each limb whirling in the wind,

singing deep-throated in rapture,

and eventually

finding his hall to the crypt,

he shudders, trembles,

opening his eyes,

from the reverie

* At dVerse today, we are paying attention to the pieces we once created but now, we have forgotten about. It is time to enter their worlds again and try to make certain changes. I took a poem I wrote in June, and first tried to write a villanelle out of it. I wrote it but it could not keep up with the pace of the poem. So, I decided to make changes in the original free verse. I would like to work on this poem more in the future though because I am not satisfied. I still like the original the best. Now, you are the judge. Do share your views.

leaving for her journey

Hello bloggers,

I got a wonderful opportunity to work with the lovely Merbear and you know what, we ended up creating this poem together. Please read and share your views.

leaving for her journey

She was binding her hair in a bun

Readying herself for the journey ahead

Which may take her to distances unknown

Bring in her the sense of being alive

She had never felt ever before

She was leaving behind all her fears

For the adventure that awaited her


Her stomach coiled like a snake

Past torments licking at her heels

Dare she run so fast and proud?

Her life not worthy of a fairy tale

She sighs so loudly she startles herself

Trapped emotions needing to meet air

Praying to breathe air


The stream of tears fell down her cheeks

Which she didn’t even care to wipe away

She was looking for a happy ending

Which she had to find herself in her own way

She picked up her hand bag of happy memories

And moved ahead towards her cage door

And pushed it open, it wasn’t locked


Desperate echoes of her soul

Beckoning to her aching heart

Calling her to where she needs to be

She trembles with trepidation

Limbs weakened by the struggle

Her life never drawn before

By her own personal design


She was never meant to be free

Doubts crossing her mind

When she had just seen the sunshine

But she would never return back

And thence, she flies away

Its true leaving is difficult but

Once you have left, it is easy not to turn back


Then the breeze whispered her name

A lullaby warm and soothing

Like balm for her battered soul

Bringing her back to herself

Oh, she thought she had been lost!

Smiling inside herself with pure joy

For her true path was known all along