sometimes I wear sorrow
as a glove puppet
contorting shapes
to surf through
it's reign of tears
who finds an overwhelmed
weeping audience
of me
struggling
over that one word
to colour a picture perfect
though yet just beyond reach
to gift your mind
of such thought in verse
for here ego's delight
knows always
my cunning finds it's pleasure
rested in the giving
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dusk arising (
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my cunning puppet
is 'hope';
its very essence
essential in its, nature
to make reality, disappoint
at every turn
and yet, its existence
a quintessential
anchor, to our unbending
will
in each step, of breath
we accumulate
as our cherished life's
cyclical, progress...
(just another great, thought provoking write
dear insightful Poet!
thanks for sharing)
This one was about my writing process and purpose, see my reply to Rocky Lagou below. Thanks for your thoughts LBM appreciated.
Struggling over one word,I did know I enjoyed struggling so much,enjoyed the poem,take care.
Thank you dean, I often struggle over many words, especially on this post where i tried to convey some of why and how i write.
Taking from your poem I think you found those words to "colour a picture perfect" You have gifted us with another beautiful write!
Thank you Christina, i think maybe i got a bit to cryptic here though.
well penned, it appears you found the right words in this lovely string of metaphors! Dahlia
Thank you Dahlia. I'm not sure that my message was clear enough though.... something for me to try at another day perhaps.
Your poems are always such a delight. Although I can't pinpoint exactly what the main theme is about. I have some interpretations. Possibly feigning sorrow hinted at by the first couple of lines. But I'm also a little ambivalent towards the last lines where you find pleasure in "the giving." But then again you are referring to that "cunning nature" so yeah. It's ambiguous and I enjoy that!
This piece is about my actual writing a sad piece for MPS. I have to wear that sadness like an actor would and i feel it, i am moved by it. But all the time my cunning plan is to make you the reader feel it. So my reward, my ego's delight, is rested when i see comments on here hopefully having taken my reader into the realm of empathy with the words on screen.
Thanks for your kind words and fathoming out what this rather awkward piece is about.
wearing sorrow to find a weeping audience in an attempt to paint a perfect picture to gift to others in order to give you pleasure is a deep message to all. Well worded.
Thank you sorrenbarret. I shall have to try and write this message a little clearer sometime because this effort is a bit too cryptic.
Very good words d a, trying to find that word can bring such sadness if it cannot be found.
Andy
Yes, finding the right words can be very difficult - especially when chemo has had a go at ones brain.
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