Starless winter night, the cold dark waters…
the Boatman and the silent tales of the harbour…
are mere dreams now, that will not cease to recur,
even as he embarks on a new life away from the mire
leaving behind a fretful ferryman, and a sorry sailor.
How stories can change life, he reflects over and wonders,
especially those that have no writers, or tellers –
whom Experience serves as both mother and father,
providing perpetuance, employing Memory to nurture.
This Memory haunts and demands presence, like a shadowy figure
hidden in the darkness of the mind, like a hatless, solitary lurker.
And no matter how the Boatman tries to escape in sunny, tranquil weather,
from the Traveller, the mother and the miserly moneylender,
he ends up living by a waterside, for a reminder,
that what happened was as real as the waves of the lashing river….
© Isha Garg
well penned
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Thank you alienpoet!
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welcome IG!!
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What a vivid description and portrayal of emotions that follow❤️
You are master of story telling poetry!🍒
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‘Story telling poetry’ Love it ❤👌 Thankyou so much Sameera!
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Pleasure reading you Isha!❤️ Love.
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Pleasure having you read me! 💕
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Brilliant writing. I like it Isha. 🙂 I feel honoured to be among such great writers on WordPress.
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That’s mighty kind of you to say, Adnama! Thankyou!
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You are Welcome. 🙂👍
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All love this series. You are so good
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Aaah, I’m elated to hear that! Thank you Shantanu!
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My pleasure, Isha
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Happy to see THE BOATMAN is back! Great story telling! Love the line, ” Experience serves as both mother and father, providing perpetuance, employing Memory to nurture.” 💙
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Happy to see such a fabulous reaction from the fabulous blogger herself! Over the moon am I 🙌 Thank you for mentioning the lines you liked 💙
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What a delight this was to read, esp. the lines:
How stories can change life, he reflects over and wonders,
especially those that have no writers, or tellers –
whom Experience serves as both mother and father,
providing perpetuance, employing Memory to nurture.
stories with writers tend to be narrow minded, stories live and thrive in the minds of the readers as much as they do in the lives of the characters involved.
This series, just when one starts thinking, has matured enough to let go, is given a new breath of life, a new dose of rejuvenating Ishaisms.
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Ah I’m glad you think so, because this was very different from the tone and theme of the other parts. I agree that written tales are always restricted whereas those that play in the mind are simply multidimensional! ESP comments have their own prized place in Ishaisms. 😊
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You haev a really engaging style, so enjoyable to read.
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I am so glad you think so pvcann. Pleasure having a reader like you!
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Thank – and my pleasure
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Finally! Aaaagh ❤️❤️
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Hahaha! Yes! Love that. Thank you Mayuri 💕❤🙌
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There is mastery here of a tale unveiling yet, or ending – I know not which! That it all began with a wonderful doodle…that I know without a doubt. I find myself revisiting the series again tonight …I so enjoy the classic tone and signature Isha style on display. Your blog is ever a welcoming home for my wandering armadillo sensitivities ❤
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All my thankful, elated, gleeful self can say to her dearest Lady D, is… Stay tuned, my friend 😏💕❤
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Ah ‘tis the smirky faced emoticon with his half smile. I sense peril and daggers are afoot ….
🤨…😉….👏🏻🤗❤️❤️
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Heh heh heh heh 😏😉❤💕
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So I guess a juggling clown won’t be appearing anytime soon?
(Diana braces herself for more dark intrigue, and smirky face 😊😊❤️❤️)
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Juggling clowns I find are scarier than dark intrigue to me! 😂 So it will be the latter… Working on it ❤💕 Can’t seem to leave the Boatman 😂
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Oh, another coincidence … sweet coulrophobe!! No clowns for us (with their concealed intentions under thick bright paint). The Boatman lives…. hurrah! 👏🏻😊
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Ah! You too 😱😍
Love what you wrote about concealed intentions… Starts a new train of thought! You’re an inspirational conversationalist, Diana 💕🌼😘 Happy Day to thee!
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awesome 😁
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Thank you Nandini! 😊
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The best one yet. Your descriptions and mood are perfect. Experience serves as both mother and father. .Isha, you nailed it again.
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Best one, really? I’m so very happy! Thanks a lot, Drew! 🙌
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The first one is usually the best, and writers have a difficult time continuing the level of excellence of their original. I don’t see you struggling at all. You make it seem so easy.
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I’m so humbled! Your feedback makes the chicken in me want to end it here to preserve this 😏 Thanks, Drew, it really means a lot. This series grew close to my heart mostly because of readers like you!
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Nice one
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Thanks!
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A beautiful conclusion to a wonderful series!
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Stay tuned, Sir, there’s more coming! 😊
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Ah the end! I am rather saddened that this has ended.
Much like the boatman I am wondering at what I, much like a silent passenger on the boat, witnessed. Life is never the same again.
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Nope. Not the end, Parikhit! The 6th is already up, and the rest are scheduled for this week. Everyone gets a closure. Even the reader 🙂
Stay tuned, amigo
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