Black Pearls
She was, in every sense
a real delight,
but very strange indeed ..
She said,
that she was nothing
but a pirouette
carried like some fragile,
long lost
windblown seed,
upon a gentle breeze ..
Although,
she was so very sad at
having crashed
so very far from home ..
Yes, she was
in every sense, a little
gem, but oh’ so
very, very dark indeed ..
And whispered,
she was nothing but
a silhouette
and asked, if I should
like to watch
her bleed black pearls,
to hide the hurt
of being left so far behind ..
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Neville (
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Good write N.
Cheers Orchidee I won't explain the background as yet, just in case anyone else comes along & I inadvertently spoil it .. suffice to suggest .. hold that swoon for the time being .. Neville
I probably wouldn't discern what is meant, if poetry is on the cryptic side. So I might swoon if you told me more of this poem? lol.
"and asked, if I should
like to watch
her bleed black pearls,
to hide the hurt
of being left so far behind"
My favorite part of this charming poem that seems a puzzle. Since you have made it clear not to introduce spoilers for the next reader I'll refrain but several came to mind. I do think in one case the word silhouette is a key word, An alternate view is the title itself and seed have great meaning.
Ha .. since you put it so politely & poetically .. the inspiration came from a recent encounter in the work place .. the young lady in question was of mixed race .. She was very pretty but dreadfully damaged & her only source of pleasure was from cutting herself and hurting those who loved her or showed any form of compassion .. actually, I stand to correct myself .. I am convinced she does not get pleasure from the act of inflicting self harm but rather some intense tension relief or release ..
We are currently still working on it and she, is a work in progress .. I'm gonna give you near top marks mate .. Neville
Neville I have worked with such people for forty years and still have one that does this. Some say it is to feel that they are still alive and able to feel, others say like you it is a release, and others yet is is a source of self punishment for what they feel is a sense of inadequacy and shame. A terrible device but a most glorious poem.
Thanks for the additional share mate which is of course absolutely spot on .. N
Well I’ve come along and read this many times to try and get pictures in my head. I see oysters. Yes sea food. Recently I watched a video of black pearls being extracted from an oyster shell. Fascinating it was. I wondered whether the oyster felt pain. Discarded oyster shells? How am I doing Neville? Such a unique write. Loved it whether I am close or a million miles away 🙂
You can be write most of the time but not all of the time .. or so it doth seem .. Please see my reply to sorenbarret & his additional reply to mine .. Glad you liked it tho' regardless .. Neville 😉👍
I only managed to get it from the subsequent discussion, I’m afraid, Neville -Apologies.
Hard for me to understand, but cutters are there and so difficult to help resolve, so good luck to both of you.
apologies unnecessary .. I'm supposed to, but in truth, nobody knows from the off .. it takes time .. cheers
To victimize oneself is of the saddest of stories, but a story they feel must be played out. 🌹
A profound expression that works so very well in so very many different individual cases .. thank you for the nod .. Neville 🌹
I had a nice visit here but did wish though , instead of windy seeds, some partially cooked pasta was the master of the pirouette , FUSILI maybe?
I shall go have a good word with my penne sir O .. in the meantime please accept both thanks and apologies .. Neville
I can’t keep up
I believe they do the little blue pills over the counter these days .. that'll be $69 & 6th sense .. N
Fine words Neville, I too have come across young people like that and I have this ability to help them by just listening, it doe not sound like much but if they know that you are really listening to them they keep speaking and the problems they have come to them and they realise what they are and tend to get over them themselves.
Andy
That is the approach I favour however, it helps to have a hanger full of additional interventions up ones sleeve, just in case .. Neville
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