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Monday, September 28, 2009

pots of gold...

I wrote this to pay homage to people near and dear, yet sometimes not given enough credit. Pots of gold, it represent a lot of things to a lot of different people. Whatever it may mean to you, i wish you find at the end of the rainbow your very own pot of gold.......


image: my opera.com


all my young life i chased around
pots of gold at the end of the sky
i hiked and ran, skipped and jumped
the elusive pot is nowhere to be found

i traveled across each corner of the world
to seek at least half of this precious gold
calloused hands and blistered soles
bear witness to my hunt instead of gold

countless nights i gazed throughout
the starlite sky in my attempt to find
the answer to a riddle of a lifelong quest
is pot of gold real or simply a myth?

now, i am old, home is the only place i cruised
my eyes opened wide whereas before shut closed
living right under my roof are treasures to be hold
it is family indeed, my genuine pots of gold....

eng
13december2008

25 comments:

  1. Hello Esmeralda Oddette! it is almost as if it were written to be recited by my dad who now clings to his genuine pot of gold...love yah sis...

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  2. KULASAAAAAAAAAA!.... girlash, it is a wonderful surprise to see that smile and hear your voice...ha!ha!ha!

    oh! girlfriend, sorry to hear about your dad not eating again(FB). stay close to your pots of gold,girl!

    loveyou lots, sis!

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  3. So lovely words. Thanks for sharing.
    Just today I found your blog out.
    You have a lovely blog, hope you get a chance to visit mine.
    Thank you.
    Have a great day!

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  4. Engot girlash this is beautiful, it's true Eng... our family and friends, they are our pots of gold..

    love yah Engtot! :)

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  5. It feels so peaceful when the search is finally over and we can simply enjoy our treasures that were in plain sight the whole time.

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  6. Hey, pot of gold at the end of the rainbow! :)

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  7. I counted and found I have lost one of my pot of gold.

    It is you who ....

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  8. what a lovely piece of poetry! thanks for sharing :)

    take care always and hope u have a blessed week ahead :)

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  9. Very emotive and evocative poem Eng. Yes, oftentimes in our search of material wealth, we tend to overlook that the ones we are looking are found right before our eyes and nose.
    The pot of gold can be taken in different context. The meaning lies in each individual how he or she perceives that pot.

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  10. Betty Manouso....
    thanks for dropping by, it is highly appreciated!

    car....
    girl! it is indeed, family and friends more precious that any gold.

    autumn belle....
    thank you, glad you liked it!

    Diane AZ....
    it is a bliss after a long search to have found what it is we are looking for, right there under our nose all along!

    Mei Teng....
    i just realized you had the rainbow and i have the pot of gold...ha!ha!ha1

    rainfield....
    you caught me red handed...ha!ha!ha1

    blessedmom....
    thanks sheila for dropping by.have a lovely week to you, too!

    Bonnie Bonsai...
    thank you Bonnie.yes, we always overlooked that not all that glitters are gold, sometimes they come in a loving gesture of a betterhalf, of a hug and smile of a child!

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  11. Its really nice of you sharing this lovely composition.

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  12. This is one of your best poems Eng ! Do you remember I printed this poem and hang it on my wall.

    I love the message - this is me !

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  13. aww. how touching! once in my grade 5 i read a story about 3 frogs who were searching for their pots of gold at the end of the rainbow... the moral was that there own family is the ultimate GOLD..
    i couldn't understand it then! but today, i can say that IM THE only one in my friends who knows the value of a family! they have a heart of GOLD

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  14. Hi Eng, When I think of a Pot of Gold, I think of a RAINBOW.... I love money--don't get me wrong--but I'm happy without alot of it. There are so many ways to be happy without money. I enjoy hiking, gardening, birding, etc... Life is GREAT... I want to follow that rainbow.
    Hugs,
    Betsy

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  15. You have expressed the truth so eloquently. Our pot of gold resides in those we love. Beautiful post.

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  16. i concur eng. this is true, and i'm fortunate to have pots of gold on both ends of my rainbow...

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  17. Wise words indeed! God is my pot of gold. Blessings on you this day.
    Elle

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  18. what an inspiring message. you're so right indeed, family is our pots of gold.

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  19. So beautifully written. Isn't it funny how we look wide and far for our so called pots of gold and take so long to realize that what is dear to our hearts is never far away.

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  20. what a great story. very fitting in this day and age, i guess in any day and age. thanks for reminding me what is important!

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  21. i believe everybody has their own "pot of gold" hidden within themselves =)

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  22. That's a a really wonderful tribute to family.

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  23. My pot of gold, I carry around within me...in my heart... :)

    Sweet poem. :)

    Thank you for all of your compassion and support lately... :)

    C

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  24. What a most enchanting piece going through your journey, and highlighting how you feel in experience in regards to money and what worth means to you. Very beautiful. Happy you discovered what means to you the most in the end. :)

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