Let Go, Accept, Move On

11 Nov
Once upon a time,
There were two hotels:
the Waldorf and the Astoria
from the family of Astor
A premiere hotel 
Was born from the two:
the first to offer room service-- 
a historic place 
where several historical figures stayed
most significant of those--
Ms. Monroe, herself!
One afternoon,late Summer 
an idea was born
a celebration declared:
NYC, Broadway, the Waldorf Astoria

Yeah, yeah, yeah!
Broadway, the Waldorf Astoria
we yelped.

Tickets were bought,
Rooms were booked,
we waited.

Two months had passed,
but the time had arrived,
we were to check,
check into the hotel.

We entered with glee,
skipping up the staircase
like Americans in Europe, 
we walked in gawking
the walls, 
the ceilings
memorizing it all--
a historical moment.

Just then we entered,
A small, small room--
Old and expensive
Two beds;
carpet 
from a time 
long, long ago

This is it? I thought
Where's the magic, the grandeur?
Where is the romance?
That's when it sunk in,
Yes, I was there. 
We were there
For one night only--
to splurge on luxury, magic, romance

I even crossed it off:
Waldorf Astoria 
my bucket list
I surveyed it
searched it meticulously 
trying to fill, 
fill my dreams

Alas, 
the room 
it offered me none
None of the magic, 
none of the history, 

It was ordinary
below ordinary
The wallpaper was peeling, 
peeling for godsake!
Next step: let go 
let go and accept

You paid for the name; 
it's up to you! 
create the magic
While, I declared 
over and over
how unacceptable it was 
to pay a high cost 
for this,
this ordinary space,

I was reminded.
minute-by-minute--
Let go, 
accept it;
move on
You don't have control, 
control over this!

Once upon a time,
there was magic
not because of 
a historical space
but because,
we made our own 
our own magic.

Just a little bit of magic!

Just a little bit of magic!

NaBloPoMo Day 11-- Booyah!
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149 Responses to “Let Go, Accept, Move On”

  1. Marcy November 12, 2013 at 12:54 am #

    This was great. I have a long history myself of romanticizing my plans and then getting crushed when the details aren’t the way I had imagined. I have started to be more open to whatever the experience will be and not get myself all hung up on it needing to be a certain way. I like your idea of making your own magic.

    • dream2write November 12, 2013 at 1:05 am #

      Agree, the discipline of facing reality takes work, but the work is worth it. :)

      • Raj November 21, 2013 at 3:58 am #

        A really nice poem. Still great

  2. Teepee12 November 12, 2013 at 2:26 am #

    Great and evocative. Growing up in NY and all, remembering the old hotel and the other grand hotels. Wonderful story poem.

  3. sinecostan November 12, 2013 at 8:29 am #

    I have nominated you for the Versatile Blogger Award. If you choose to accept, you will need to tell us 7 things about yourself and nominate 15 other bloggers for this award. Details here: http://amapofcalifornia.wordpress.com/2013/11/11/the-versatile-blogger/ Congratulations! (And thanks for your wonderful posts!)

  4. Michelle @ Scattered Wrecks November 12, 2013 at 5:15 pm #

    This post really got me thinking. There are a ton of places I would like to go visit. Mostly for the name. What I love most was “you have to create the magic” so true. A building is just a building unless you make it special.

  5. itiskatrina November 20, 2013 at 8:32 pm #

    Love

  6. jameskennedy911 November 20, 2013 at 8:34 pm #

    GHOSTS! HIDE

  7. segmation November 20, 2013 at 8:37 pm #

    What an awesome black and white photo! Love your blog! Thanks for sharing.

  8. themysterymeat November 20, 2013 at 8:39 pm #

    Yes letting go of things, things you can’t control is good but it’s hard.

  9. Jnana Hodson November 20, 2013 at 9:06 pm #

    Explains the salad …

  10. anonymousnstoned November 20, 2013 at 9:20 pm #

    Reblogged this on Fragmented Musings of an "Adult".

  11. herunveiling November 20, 2013 at 9:22 pm #

    I know what it is like to drink dust, to consume the fragments of broken dreams and feel the weight of hopelessness digesting in an empty gut.

  12. imsupersaiyan November 20, 2013 at 9:48 pm #

    I really enjoyed this read, you are such a great writer! :)

  13. blindmuggy November 20, 2013 at 9:52 pm #

    I really enjoyed this piece and its also a very good point. Hidden in that room was also this poem

    • dream2write November 20, 2013 at 10:12 pm #

      Yes! :)

    • Marwa November 28, 2013 at 8:58 am #

      Wonderful Creativity, ofcourse it’s hard.

  14. pringlebbq November 20, 2013 at 9:58 pm #

    This is so beautiful, yet heartbreaking.

  15. Flying the Good Flight November 20, 2013 at 10:25 pm #

    This poem is the magic you created! :) You’re a great writer, congrats on being freshly pressed! Keep creating your own magic xo

  16. Concrete Dreamer November 20, 2013 at 10:35 pm #

    Reblogged this on Republic Of Daydreams.

  17. What Happens to Us November 20, 2013 at 10:45 pm #

    Congratulations on being Freshly Pressed. I’m up there too, today. It’s “27 Nights.”

  18. Candia November 20, 2013 at 10:45 pm #

    Thanks for reminding me to go out and create my own world of style and drama!

  19. Mrs Finkling November 20, 2013 at 10:47 pm #

    very cool – i hate it when you get let down like that – worst feeling ever!

  20. philosophermouseofthehedge November 20, 2013 at 11:02 pm #

    The perfect last verse.

  21. salesiansloggerblogger November 20, 2013 at 11:07 pm #

    Nice poem there and I enjoyed my “trip” to NY with you and the dissappointment that the accommodation brought. I guess it is one of the drawbacks of being a dreamer when the reality of peeling wallpaper kicks in it kinda stinks! Keep up the dreaming!

  22. vsed101 November 20, 2013 at 11:07 pm #

    So nice!!!

  23. rarasaur November 20, 2013 at 11:29 pm #

    Freshly Pressed! Woot! :) Beautiful writing. I love the idea of creating the magic! :)

  24. Wayne November 20, 2013 at 11:37 pm #

    It is always nice to cross things off your bucket list!

    Congrats on freshly pressed.

    wayne
    luvsiesous.com

  25. dancetrim November 21, 2013 at 12:17 am #

    Love, its like a love story only you didn’t know you were the fool in the relationship. Oh well you have to make the best of it mainly because its your script. So get creative and yes let it go. I love creating moments in the most awkward circumstances. This is a great example of the magic we all have inside of us. Thank you

  26. progressivewatch November 21, 2013 at 12:34 am #

    So many people forget just why a place is historic. Independence Hall is not historic because its an old clock tower. It is historic because 56 men Dedicated their lives, fortunes, and sacred honor to secure the blessings of liberty for their children’s future. It is historic because a new nation was born within its walls. History is made up of the actions of men, we are writing the text books our children will read, what do you want it to say?

  27. mskywalker November 21, 2013 at 12:45 am #

    Reblogged this on Você Não Sabe Meu Nome.

  28. TheCaribbeanDub November 21, 2013 at 1:03 am #

    Wow beautifully written :)

  29. Josh November 21, 2013 at 1:40 am #

    Thank you for this wonderful poem :) How long have you been writing?

    • dream2write November 21, 2013 at 2:36 am #

      All my life in some way…on this blog just 3 years. :)

  30. Melba Christie at Poemattic November 21, 2013 at 1:50 am #

    Reality calls on us all the time. It is up to us to create our own magic.

  31. plangoodmeetings November 21, 2013 at 2:14 am #

    Reblogged this on Plan Good Meetings, LLC.

  32. brandyramirez November 21, 2013 at 5:06 am #

    I think we have all at some point in our lives felt the hype of something grand because of a name and what it stands for. Great poem!

  33. ThePeopleIHaveSleptWith November 21, 2013 at 5:16 am #

    the last verse was amazing, beautifully written!

  34. zezil November 21, 2013 at 5:59 am #

    I loved it! Very very funny poem. :)))

  35. jackie sowrey November 21, 2013 at 7:08 am #

    A stylish and magical piece of writing.

  36. moodsnmoments November 21, 2013 at 7:39 am #

    lovely. “Once upon a time, there was magic not because of a historical space but because, we made our own our own magic.”
    This is so profound. Brilliant absolutely.
    Congratulations on being freshly pressed.

  37. Ranjan Singh November 21, 2013 at 10:37 am #

    Reblogged this on ranjansinghmca.

  38. andoariel November 21, 2013 at 10:57 am #

    True. We have to.

  39. Terry D. November 21, 2013 at 11:25 am #

    Great read! I thoroughly enjoyed it!

  40. ronnie November 21, 2013 at 2:26 pm #

    wow!What a beautiful piece.I loved it!

  41. awax1217 November 21, 2013 at 2:32 pm #

    It reminds me of the trips I have made with the wife. During the trips we complained is this it. This is the Alamo, no big deal. This is the arch, no big deal, this is the San Fran Bridge, Big deal. But years later we took out the brochures and the memories were a big deal.

  42. rita kowats November 21, 2013 at 2:52 pm #

    Oh….I love this. Thank you. These little
    letting – gos are the preparation for the more profound ones -which have need of great magic.

  43. Dahila November 21, 2013 at 3:16 pm #

    wow, this is beautiful. i love your concept

  44. newdaytalkradio November 21, 2013 at 3:52 pm #

    Nice poem thanks for sharing

  45. adorkablestephiie November 21, 2013 at 3:57 pm #

    Reblogged this on Keeper In The Ocean Of Dreams.

  46. pilsenwellness November 21, 2013 at 4:25 pm #

    Reblogged this on Pilsen Wellness Center Blog.

  47. Soul Walker November 21, 2013 at 5:26 pm #

    I too have stayed in famous hotels with peeling wall paper. It helps to see magic everywhere. It helps even more to create it yourself.

  48. Becki Duckworth November 21, 2013 at 7:34 pm #

    Nice post, I stayed at the hotel for 3 nights years ago. The UN protesting was going on outside and the lobby was chaos. I as well crossed it off my bucket list.

  49. Domenia November 21, 2013 at 7:36 pm #

    I enjoyed this piece and my favorite lines were: “Next step: let go
    let go and accept:” “Next step: let go
    let go and accept”

    I enjoyed these two lines because this is life’s lesson and we have to accept it from life to death we have to live, let go, and accept especially if we expect to prosper and that’s the magic of it all.

  50. angelacarrigan November 21, 2013 at 8:36 pm #

    beauty

  51. Akosu S. November 21, 2013 at 8:49 pm #

    Splendid poem indeed

  52. jamiebtwentythirteen November 21, 2013 at 10:34 pm #

    Such vivid writing – thanks for sharing – Cheers J

  53. robby November 22, 2013 at 1:13 am #

    Reblogged this on SummerSoft Labs.

  54. andy1076 November 22, 2013 at 1:55 am #

    Looking at life, from the positive side and sharing wisdom from within it. Great post! :)

  55. alatravelista November 22, 2013 at 3:07 am #

    Reblogged this on LaTravelista.com.

  56. lxorozco November 22, 2013 at 3:57 am #

    Reblogged this on Life! It Happens! and commented:
    Your posting is so moving and inspirational.

  57. brisbane bed November 22, 2013 at 4:20 am #

    this sounds like a poem, good one

  58. saivs November 22, 2013 at 4:45 am #

    Reblogged this on saivs and commented:
    The ability to accept the current reality and move on is an essential aspect for anyone to succeed ..

  59. megmarshall308 November 22, 2013 at 5:22 am #

    Reblogged this on peaceloveandcrossfit.

  60. maheenblogs November 22, 2013 at 8:53 am #

    Reblogged this on maheenblogs.

  61. davidmichaels20 November 22, 2013 at 9:04 am #

    Clever poem.

  62. sneakychick November 22, 2013 at 9:40 am #

    A beautiful poem indeed! Great job!

  63. nicolafilledenoel November 22, 2013 at 9:57 am #

    Reblogged this on nicolaandthediamonds.

  64. recreationalwriter November 22, 2013 at 10:21 am #

    Lovely little piece, the visual crossing out of Waldorf Astoria particularly made me smile. Would you mind having a look at my blog please? I’m just getting started.

  65. vieome November 22, 2013 at 10:42 am #

    S m i l e !

  66. Catrina Sophia November 22, 2013 at 11:57 am #

    Wow! The truth! Articulated so well. Awesome!

  67. Carpe Absurdum November 22, 2013 at 1:49 pm #

    Nice. The hotel room as a metaphor for our own physical self?

  68. Angelia Sims November 22, 2013 at 1:51 pm #

    I think New York is amazing, but their hotel rooms? Meh. Not so much. Glad you got a checkmark and a lesson. Now those have some value.

  69. ejikechelsea November 22, 2013 at 2:35 pm #

    Awesome

  70. silentlyheardonce November 22, 2013 at 3:44 pm #

    Great poem . . . it remind me of when I went to a cotillion at the Waldorf and we went to the room where the family of the girls were. The room was small and drab. Some 35 years later I wonder were we really at the Waldorf so I can relate. Congrats on being freshly pressed.

  71. 22store November 22, 2013 at 6:15 pm #

    Reblogged this on Insanalinsan's Blog.

  72. Andrew Chaim November 22, 2013 at 6:21 pm #

    A great poem.

  73. Curiously Unknown November 22, 2013 at 9:43 pm #

    Such a lovely poem, it’s written beautifully :)

  74. katieloui November 22, 2013 at 11:21 pm #

    love it

  75. IdealisticRebel November 23, 2013 at 5:05 am #

    I am very impressed and thank you for sharing. Hugs, Barbara

  76. lilangel88 November 23, 2013 at 5:21 am #

    Beautiful poem. 💙

  77. brittanychee November 23, 2013 at 6:45 am #

    Reblogged this on A Different Beat and commented:
    “Once upon a time,
    There were two hotels…”

  78. annie November 23, 2013 at 9:18 am #

    This is beautiful! X Annie

  79. jonawlts November 23, 2013 at 12:17 pm #

    Wonderful writing! Thank you :)

  80. Juan Knows November 23, 2013 at 1:38 pm #

    The magic starts after you left that small space and start living and making more magic outside “The Waldorf Astoria”.

  81. debolinabanerjee18 November 23, 2013 at 2:12 pm #

    Lovely !!!

  82. and so it goes November 23, 2013 at 2:47 pm #

    magical thinking, loved your words

  83. felixlix November 23, 2013 at 6:43 pm #

    “Once upon a time, there was magic not because of a historical space but because, we made our own our own magic.”
    Congrats on making your own magic! Lovely magic words!

  84. felixlix November 23, 2013 at 6:44 pm #

    Reblogged this on Felixlix's blog and commented:
    “Once upon a time, there was magic not because of a historical space but because, we made our own our own magic.”
    Need to re-blog this! Beautifully written!

  85. maiclon November 23, 2013 at 7:30 pm #

    Reblogged this on Maichlonizer's.

  86. legendsofyouth November 24, 2013 at 3:41 am #

    Great post! Congrats on being Freshly Pressed.

  87. carlfmaulbeck November 24, 2013 at 5:32 am #

    “create the magic” indeed that is the key joy is a product of the imagination

  88. chinks November 24, 2013 at 7:34 am #

    I am the kind who likes each detail to be planned and perfected on a holiday. And most of the time it never happens as decided. Of corse I have to create my own magic then!! Magical post:D

  89. dream2write November 24, 2013 at 1:14 pm #

    :)

  90. stepsofcourage November 24, 2013 at 7:24 pm #

    Enjoyed it and have felt that way at a few expensive hotels along the way…definitely agree, WE create the magic. ;)

  91. Suzette Henry-Campbell November 24, 2013 at 10:43 pm #

    Like lots!

  92. hattrick94 November 25, 2013 at 10:13 am #

    I think learning that what we had conjured up in our minds in terms of our personal expectations of a variety of things isn’t as we thought is disappointing and a let down to say the least. I enjoyed the article.

  93. gustyadek November 25, 2013 at 12:32 pm #

    Reblogged this on gustyadek.

  94. debra colby November 26, 2013 at 2:32 pm #

    Exactly…we make our own magic.

  95. mattyrand88 November 26, 2013 at 5:51 pm #

    I like the point of making our own magic. It is our duty to ourselves. Then we can share that magic with others

  96. footloosefoodies November 26, 2013 at 6:31 pm #

    beautifully written

  97. W E Patterson November 26, 2013 at 7:09 pm #

    Great poem. How many times do things not live up to our expectations.

  98. thebippityboppitybeautifulblog November 26, 2013 at 7:11 pm #

    I loved this story poem. FANTASTIC job! Please – keep writing!
    I hope you have a beautiful day! <3

  99. neverending1 November 26, 2013 at 11:34 pm #

    I lived in N.Y. and used to go to the Waldorf Astoria after work with my friends to sit and chat and eat. it’s still magical to me.

  100. viajes101 November 27, 2013 at 4:28 am #

    Reblogged this on Viajes101.

  101. Kshitij Lawate November 27, 2013 at 11:30 am #

    nice one…it really shows the way of life where we should overthink about anything and let go if anything goes wrong…. :)

    • Kshitij Lawate November 27, 2013 at 11:31 am #

      I meant should NOT overthink…damn! how do we edit our comments ?

  102. chichikimz November 27, 2013 at 12:25 pm #

    Reblogged this on chichikimz's Blog and commented:
    its true

  103. Sheila November 27, 2013 at 1:52 pm #

    For the fun of it i decided to comment on your poem with another poem:
    High high expectations
    That is all we want from life
    And to us life has to turn out
    Just as we had planned in our
    Heads and soul and when
    For years it seems not forth
    Coming we collapse in pain
    And complain for the rest
    Of the years

  104. sorryforthescribbles November 27, 2013 at 4:55 pm #

    nicely written, and i totally agree with the idea of creating your own magic.beautiful evocative photographs as well.

  105. esmeralda1525 December 2, 2013 at 4:25 am #

    Very nice poem I also agree that sometimes it is up to us to make our own magic when things don’t work out as planned :) very nice

  106. Ann December 8, 2013 at 10:09 am #

    Reblogged this on Red.

  107. thankyouforposting December 11, 2013 at 7:29 am #

    This article is so good, I like this blog, Thank you very much for sharing

  108. susankier December 14, 2013 at 7:08 pm #

    A good theme for the Sam Houston State graduates today as they cross the stage in the midst of mourning–not the way they imagined their graduation day.

  109. colonelklebb December 15, 2013 at 5:01 pm #

    Phew! Nice. For a moment, going by the title, i thought you were going to talk about the emotional state and feeling better about bad experiences.

  110. maryrosesalis December 15, 2013 at 7:22 pm #

    This was awesome!

  111. Sassy Savours December 16, 2013 at 12:01 am #

    Really lovely poem :)

  112. janekress December 29, 2013 at 8:33 am #

    Reblogged this on To live, would be an awfully BIG adventure..

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