We reach, to aspire
We seek, to inspire
Once, a time between Summer
And hope
I dared a question of existence
Find, within me purpose, please
Show a reasoning
For each of my accumulated deeds
Do not forsake me, after
Instead help me
Before - I falter.
Once, a time after midnight
Snug underneath dreamless covers
Imagining’s lulled themselves, investing
In self-deceiving, prophecies
Between Spring and Winter
Reality shuddered its callous greeting
Grifting nightmares from memento sinkholes
Hopeful’s maybes as blinks of youthful tears
Musing’s verve distilling our life’s resignation
Each word left unspoken, prickling hesitation
Each touch left unreciprocated, dulling sensation
Existing for each lamented choice of vulneration
Learning survival as our indifference’s justification.
Once, a Time before Autumn’s blight
Shadows trailed life’s enamouring light
© L. B. Mek
February 2021
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Your first two lines take my hand and walk me through this labyrinth of soul searching in the most incredible way. Powerful insight, powerful words that, at this late stage of life, hit me in just the right spot. Thank you dear poet, it is truly a fav.
wonderful imagery 'take my hand and walk me'
Bukowski said a poem was like a city
that analogy, resonates with me
oft, we get lost
need that line or two
to grip and path our route, through
all that poetic ambition and unfurl
the basic truth's
that all poetry, aspires to decipher
then what we're reading
seems to fit, as snug
as our well-worn wellies...
lol
(how I do go on
all these words just to say, thank you
so glad you could relate my friend
and cherished Poet)
There are some things in life that which can be more than just what they might appear to be at first .. Whereas some other things may undergo an insidious metamorphosis .. but mean or say the same or similar things .. Halleluiah & Alleluia being but an example .. Your poem today is remarkable in that the more
I consider it, the more I see more than just what is writ .. and the curse of my obsessionality (my neogilism) becomes more a blessing ........ yes, it is that good ..
i blush, cherry crimson on chocolate cheeks
sneak, another peek
your words still greet
black on white, invigoratingly sweet
effusively indulgent like a slice of black forest gateau
oh how beautiful this breathing thing, can be
at times...
thank you Hyung, 'I'm floating'
and will be, all week long
(cheque's in the post, expect delays
strikes on strikes
even with double the post stamps)
lol
Am more than breathless with the perception rhymed so well in this ode to finding life's purpose - the first two statements made mu hair curl - -- top marks and a fave. with me dear L.B,
well now, I must believe
I've come up with another accident
stumbled upon that all illusive poem, maybe?
lol
as-ever, you humble me dear Fay
thank you! how very kind
So many lines of great verse. This reaches to the innermost searching of the soul for answers as to our purpose and reflections upon how we measure up. Your almost mystical wording of time, how it passes, what it brings and what we have to show for it. This is far deeper than the surface and unearths archetypes evoking deep emotions. The last two lines "Once a Time before Autumn's blight
Shadows trailed life's enamoring light" were haunting. At my age I live in those shadows half of the time waiting for the sun to continue its journey but as it does the shadow grows longer. A masterful write.
'archetypes evoking deep emotions'
'live in those shadows half of the time, waiting'
'Jungian' poetry, this is just awesome, lol
thank you!
these are such humbling words, my friend
how very kind
I read and learn dear cherished Poet
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