Ishaisms, Poetry

The Boatman Series (5) – The Boatman and the Reminder

Isha Garg

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

Published by Isha Garg

I am all ages, The timeless sea; One with nature, the breeze and the trees. Sparks of fire are the soul of me, I'm all that was, is and will be.© Author of "Dark River - a deluge of poetry".

42 thoughts on “The Boatman Series (5) – The Boatman and the Reminder”

  6. 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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    1. 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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  9. 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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      3. 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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      5. 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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      6. 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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      2. 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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  14. 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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