Prophesy [v]... excerpt from The Terrible Blue Book

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bel1e
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0 posted 2012-01-03 05:34 PM

proph·e·sy     (prŏf'ĭ-sī')
v.  proph·e·sied (-sīd'), proph·e·sy·ing (-sī'ĭng), proph·e·sies (-sīz')

v.   tr.

1.     To reveal by divine inspiration.
2.     To predict with certainty as if by divine inspiration. See Synonyms at fortell.
3.     To prefigure; foreshow.

together, we watch the threads unravel,
long streamers of dream, blur and waft their way into oblivion,
v.   intr.

1.     To reveal the will or message of God.
2.     To predict the future as if by divine inspiration.
3.     To speak as a prophet.

at the sill, a radiance
I will never be equal to,

at the sill,
our wonderland is a ruin
of leaves, winter at the throat,

and all you will remember is the sound
of what cast herself through all that glass,
instead of the song that was sung,
until at last, you would ask to know more.

[Middle English prophecien, from Old French prophecier, from prophecie, prophecy; see prophecy.]

Michael

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1 posted 2012-01-03 06:12 PM

You are a rare talent. I think I'd fear to see what a mind like yours might prophesize, but couldn't help but look on, mesmerized.

Divine, indeed.

Michael

JerryPat2
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2 posted 2012-01-03 06:15 PM

Over my head. Sorry. I see the talent that put all this together, but, as I said, far too deep for moi.

~*~ If they give you lined paper, write sideways. ~*~

bel1e
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3 posted 2012-01-03 07:44 PM

Hey Michael...more like a rare bird...a cuckoo...

Thanks for putting up with this one!

bel1e
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4 posted 2012-01-03 07:46 PM

Hey Mr.Pat...that's alright...most people don't "get" me. Story of my life...thanks for taking the time to read through...my stuff only gets denser from here on in...

JL
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5 posted 2012-01-03 08:22 PM

"and all you will remember is the sound
of what cast herself through all that glass,
instead of the song that was sung,
until at last, you would ask to know more."

To ask to know more might be rude,
but to not know would be a deep
loss in understanding the soul.

First thing: I thought of a terrible car accident.
Second: I thought of someone going through
a very rough life, and every other turn in their life is a "why me" event.
Extremely interesting read.

"Beareth all things, believeth all things, hopeth all things, endureth all things. Charity never faileth: but whether there be prophecies, they shall fail; whether there be tongues, they shall cease; whether there be knowledge, it shall vanish away. For we know in part, and we prophesy in part. But when that which is perfect is come, then that which is in part shall be done away."
(1 Corinthians 13:7-10 KJV)

JL

Love the Lord your God with all your heart, and with all your soul,and with all your mind. Love your neighbor as yourself.
Maranatha!

ice
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6 posted 2012-01-03 08:47 PM

"together, we watch the threads unravel,
long streamers of dream, blur and waft their way into oblivion,"

It seems this is an attachment to the definition of prophesy, above it..

"together'= God, and the narrator?
"we watch the threads unravel"= visualizing life through the eyes of God?
"long streamers of a dream"= observing life?
"blur and waft their way into oblivion"=watching life and death in
that dream state, and the prediction of action caused by behavior?
*
"at the sill, a radiance"=an opening of the door of the mind..and seeing light?
"i will never be equal to"=realizing that a person is only human with limits.
and can never know all.
*
"at the sill,
our wonderland is a ruin
of leaves, winter at the throat,"

A realization that to call ones self a prophet is sheer vanity..
at this point the so called prophet is exposed as a fraud?
*
"and all you will remember is the sound
of what cast herself through all that glass,
instead of the song that was sung,
until at last, you would ask to know more."

Admition of the sin of vanity..?
An admition that what was prophesized was only a dream?
The desire to once again seek wisdom through earthly channels?

*

What puzzles me is the "Terrible Blue Book"
What puzzles me is this whole poem.
What puzzles me is that I like this poem,
and have had fun with it...:-)

bel1e
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7 posted 2012-01-03 10:08 PM

JL & ice~

gosh guys you gave me such wonderful replies....(((thank you ))) for taking so much time with my ramblings...

I'll take each of your thoughts in turn.
JL- your instincts here are dead on...there certainly is a tragic turn of events that leads my protagonist through a window of glass....and the lines that precede it are drawn from a vision she had of her fate early on. That is the prophesy of it...the ending...I keep ambiguous...because it's not certain if such was her fate ...or if it is all still part of the dream. Much of what I write is semi autobiographical...and enough to say that I was headed on a self-destructive path...and saw my destiny shatter like so much glass...so...there is a lot of that in this poem...mind you, I rarely if ever fess up this way...LOL...but I felt you guys really deserved an explanation after all the effort you took with this....

ice-man~

your interpretation was shocking....because it was dead on...and I had to go back and say...wait? was I THAT transparent...then...I remembered...you're the Wizard...so...OK...the "we" in the poem alludes to the narrator's spiritual duality...God is something I struggle to define...so...yes, in a way...but maybe not the traditional definition of the godhead so predominant in Christian/Catholic faith...certainly a "divine" and "higher spirituality"experienced by the narrator as she goes through life=the dream state and oblivion [of the soul with some of the life-decisions she has made]...yes!

quote:
"at the sill, a radiance"=an opening of the door of the mind..and seeing light?
"i will never be equal to"=realizing that a person is only human with limits.
and can never know all.

epiphany moment~yes! Again, you are spot-on...and my jaw is on the floor at this point that you could see through all the murk!

quote:
"at the sill,
our wonderland is a ruin
of leaves, winter at the throat,"

A realization that to call ones self a prophet is sheer vanity..
at this point the so called prophet is exposed as a fraud?

damn. yes...again...I feel naked at this point...luckily I'm not shy

quote:
"and all you will remember is the sound
of what cast herself through all that glass,
instead of the song that was sung,
until at last, you would ask to know more."

Admition of the sin of vanity..?
An admition that what was prophesized was only a dream?
The desire to once again seek wisdom through earthly channels?

an admition yes...is it a sin? I'm not sure..maybe it's just all too much to bear...and damn but those earthly channels are tempting, no?

sigh.

quote:
What puzzles me is the "Terrible Blue Book"
What puzzles me is this whole poem.
What puzzles me is that I like this poem,
and have had fun with it...:-)

The very least I can do is quell your curiosity on at least one of these. The Terrible Blue Book was a project I began several years back...it's an experiment in neo -contemporary poetry...it's actually a hand-written journal I began to write adopting Alice (yes, Wonderland Alice) as the writer, as she records her adventures through Wonderland and returns home to compile a dictionary of words with special Wonderland meanings. The words I chose were actually quite random. I have always been in love with language and certain words just have a certain ring to them...a ring from which I can sometimes wring a poem. The color blue also has several symbolic meanings for me...but in the title it simply refers to Alice...as she is traditionally dressed in a blue & white dress...so there you have it... I have a couple of more poems from the book...it is an un-finished project....for I have a penchant for journals...and I get easily distracted from one project to another....but this one...maybe is stirring again...and I may write more...who knows. Maybe you'd like to try your hand at it? It's really a lot of fun...much of the exact definitions of the words I used are taken directly from any standard dictionary...including the parts of speech and synonyms and all that...and then I just weave the poetry to the real definition...sometimes it comes...sometimes it doesn't...but when it does..it is a lot of fun.

Hope this lends some clarity to my lunacy...NOT that you really need any help with that.... LOL

(((Thank you))) for putting up with all this...you really are a patient man~

ebonygirl
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8 posted 2012-01-03 10:53 PM

OMG, cool poem Bel e1... Very Cool Dialogue!
Loved it,
ICE MAN is so insightful.
Ms. E

JerryPat2
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9 posted 2012-01-03 11:00 PM

I could have used some of that clarity, bel1e, but you decided I wasn't worthy enough I guess. Who needed more clarity than the one who told you it was over his head?

You were probably right in ignoring my stupidity, and waiting until someone could actually understand the poetry.

Or is it because I call you bel1e? Nobody really cares to be laughed at. It was a mistake, a Freudian, if you will, mistake.

~*~ If they give you lined paper, write sideways. ~*~

bel1e
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10 posted 2012-01-04 05:30 AM

hey E~

Thanks so much~glad you enjoyed~*~

bel1e
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11 posted 2012-01-04 05:34 AM

hey there Jerry~

I was certainly in no way poking fun at you or anyone...and from your response I gathered you really weren't interested in any kind of explanation of the poem...again, it's not something I normally discuss...as I am more interested in my reader's interpretation of it then my own...I know what and why I write things, but it's more interesting to me to see what others draw from what I have written.

Again, no offense meant at all~

ice
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12 posted 2012-01-04 06:41 AM

Wow! B.G.

I will have to take some time to respond to your reply to my reply.

No problem, I just need to fix my fire right now, and do some other chores..
BBL

tracie66
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13 posted 2012-01-04 06:58 AM

loved it, enjoyed it and in it popped into my private library - wonderful post.

Love is the life of the soul...
It is the harmony of the universe
— W. E. Channing

bel1e
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14 posted 2012-01-04 07:33 AM

ice man~

tend that fire, man....I'm sure it's damn cold out there! LOL

Thanks again for the interest and the encouragement...

XOXO

bel1e
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15 posted 2012-01-04 07:33 AM

Hi tracie~

Thanks so much! So pleased you enjoyed this little rambling!

bel1e
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16 posted 2012-01-04 11:25 AM

hey guys~~ I uploaded pics of the actual "terrible blue book" to my Blog...this is all part of my madness~

excerpts from the terrible blue book:

latearrival
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17 posted 2012-01-04 02:46 PM

I went to see your special Blue Book.
I was enthralled by the book you made for your father.Your mother was a beautiful woman. What a fabulous way to remember her..Her special book is fascinating. You have a special creative mind.

Thank you for sharing your work. jo perry

bel1e
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18 posted 2012-01-04 03:09 PM

hey there latearrival!

Thanks for taking a moment out to check out my insanity

Alison

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19 posted 2012-01-12 11:30 PM

I love where your mind goes when you write poetry. You have so much originality in how you put it all together - and I just get lost in the images and thoughts that you share. I loved that JL and ice shared their thoughts in such depth and I admire their ability to understand what I breathe in. Does that make sense? I believe I could study your poetry and just want to put it all in a bel1e folder on my computer.

You have such talent.

Alison

bel1e
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20 posted 2012-01-13 05:33 AM

Alison~

Thank you so much for such a wonderful reply! I am so pleased you enjoyed this~*~

write-on~

Dark Stranger
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21 posted 2012-01-13 11:39 AM

BBgirl...I enjoy how you drain the river to find the residue of what tears were collected over the years..you remind me sometimes of a favorite chair that is broken but still kept because it is the only place one can feel what they feel.

bel1e
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22 posted 2012-01-13 01:34 PM

~*~dark daddy~*~*~

see now...you are going to make me blush and shudder ...ever so slightly~*~

Thanks for the eyes, dear one~*~

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