Move Along


Move along,

Move along now

There’s nothing to see

Don’t furrow your brow.


You cannot stop moving

If you want to live

There’s work to be done

And so much to forgive.


From birth until death

There is a progression

With life in the middle

It’s at your discretion.


The choices you make

On this journey of yours

May help or may hinder

For those keeping scores.


Now is the time

Take stock of your self

Should you be living

Or left back on a shelf?


Move along,

Move along now

There’s so much to see

If you only know how.

14 thoughts on “Move Along

  1. Murphy's Law

    “If you only knew how.” That’s the crux of it, isn’t it? We’re all muddling along in our lives, tripping over our own feet half the time, doing the best we can. We are truly each ‘a work in progress’.

    Another great poem Pam. It always amazes me how you say so much with so few words!! Love your painting.
    🔹 Ginger 🔹

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  2. scifihammy

    Your poem makes me think – sometimes life moves along too fast and at other times, maybe in hardship, we have to remind ourselves to keep moving forward.
    I love the bark on the trees in your painting. 🙂

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    1. quiall Post author

      Prompting thought is perhaps the most one can hope for from any writing. I thank you for that. And that entire painting was done with a pallet knife and not a brush. So, thanks!

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  3. Tournesol

    This is so beautiful and profound. Moving, doing despite emotional or physical pain shows you are alive. Embrace it and move on. Life has so many more miracles to discover



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