Wednesday, 21 August 2019
Musing over museums
What I do like about travel
Is that some places you visit
It's like entering a museum
One is entranced by unique views
As you leave crowded airport
The buildings are all different
In Holland windmills wave at you
And you get lost in Amsterdam
For not one road seems to be straight
In London and Paris museums
Hide from traffic and tall buildings
Spires, domes and bridges and transport
Whilst in Rome and and wet Venice
Seem to be like museums themselves
Where time appears to stand stock still
Why do we revel in long gone past
For we don't really learn from it
We make mistakes over again
And when we progress, we still fail
to anticipate the future
Or live peaceably with others
Of all the mammals on Earth
We are the ugliest there is
Love profit whilst ruin our home
For now our climate is changing
To endanger our existence
And even balance of nature
Just how stupid to have done this?
Over thousands of years living
To leave none to visit museums
Image found at www.inexhibit.com.locations/london-museums-exhibitions
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You right - there's not much left to be seen. I liked your tour of the world though..
ReplyDeleteWow, this poem takes me from paradise and tourism to a horrible reality. Makes me want to stop looking at what was to see--and change--what is!
ReplyDeleteWell said, Robin. One day, the last tree may be in a museum.
ReplyDelete"Why do we revel in long gone past
ReplyDeleteFor we don't really learn from it
We make mistakes over again"
Quite a stunner this verse
Happy Wednesday Robin
Much❤🕊❤love
Robin, your poem speaks our sad truth. We look at our past but don't correct. In stead we keep going down the same path - repeating, repeating.
ReplyDeleteSometimes museums do seem like stupid affairs, don't they?
ReplyDeleteWhy do we revel in long gone past
ReplyDeleteFor we don't really learn from it
We make mistakes over again
- absolute truth!
I love your punning title, Robin! I’m with you on this one. The highpoint of any holiday or trip for me has been a museum or gallery. Two particular memories are the Anne Frank House in Amsterdam and the first time I saw Michelangelo’s David in Florence. I agree that Rome and Venice are like living museums.
ReplyDeleteLove how you look at museums. Yes, places, big cities and even our planet can be included. Nice take on the prompt.
ReplyDelete“Just how stupid to have done this?
ReplyDeleteOver thousands of years living
To leave none to visit museums”...So the scientists say, the world is facing a sixth wave of extinction. Sigh.
The poem conveys a powerful message, hope we act fast to prevent our nature.
I enjoyed reading this, Robin. To me visiting those places is a means of showing respect to those who have made contributions to our development, ranging from cultural to engineering, charity or aggression. And for us, we learn by seeing.
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Your poem has given me itchy feet:)
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