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icebox
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in the shadows

0 posted 2004-03-06 02:35 PM



There is a darkness in the human soul;
it starts at the edge,
where humanity's roles drop into the abyss
just beyond the Rod Serling way station
in the sand storms and snow drifts
on life's unfinished highway.
Strolling by the cigarette machine
feeling misty about a pack of Luckies,
it is perhaps too easy
for me to say, "Pay attention!"  
At least it often feels that way,
too many memories,
too many shades of details
threaded in time,
stitched with the rhyme of spider web braids.
I'm tired of being a caretaker,
cleaning up
after infant souls have spit their half chewed thoughts
out on the path with no regard for reality
or for the karmic trails of other travelers,
standing guard
because they put no locks on their doors of reason
and prefer instead the pre-digested pap
that flies by on wings the News heads
invent as stylish transient thought fashions of the seasons;
madness doesn't come from staring into the face of God,
it is instead the awareness of Who is staring back.

       ©2004 by icebox

[This message has been edited by icebox (03-07-2004 02:41 PM).]

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Grover
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1 posted 2004-03-06 02:38 PM


Excellent! Grover.
DavePage
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2 posted 2004-03-06 03:01 PM


I like it but I would make the comment

And the voice says

sorry but I'm a bit short sighted
is this earth

This poem makes you want to reach for an old raincoat, a soaken hat and a Maltese Brass Monkey that someone has stolen and keeps fighting to return, no matter who doesn't want it.

It is about keeping life as the Third Man - you're never alone with a Strand

It is also bloody well written, incisive, rememerable and I will print it out if you dont mind.

Dave

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3 posted 2004-03-06 03:06 PM


I like it but I would make the comment

And the voice says

sorry but I'm a bit short sighted
is this earth

This poem makes you want to reach for an old raincoat, a soaken hat and a Maltese Brass Monkey that someone has stolen and keeps fighting to return, no matter who doesn't want it.

It is about keeping life as the Third Man - you're never alone with a Strand

It is also bloody well written, incisive, rememerable and I will print it out if you dont mind.

Dave

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4 posted 2004-03-06 03:18 PM


"madness doesn't come from staring into the face of God,
it is instead the awareness of Who is staring back."

Excellent write ice..made me stop in my tracks and think.
That's a good thing.
Hugs~

~ Time has cast a spell on you,
   So you won't ever forget me ~

Martie
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5 posted 2004-03-06 03:47 PM


icebox

Thought-filled, as always and well done!  

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6 posted 2004-03-06 10:56 PM


i cant come up with a comment that will correctly convey what this poem brought to me... lets just say that even WOW doesnt cover it
nakdthoughts
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7 posted 2004-03-07 03:53 AM


...too many excellent thoughts in here...and yes, I agree and agree ( but maybe it is our age)


M

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8 posted 2004-03-07 04:16 AM


you know this theme is close to home right now for me
Pilgrimage
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9 posted 2004-03-07 02:20 PM


First, before anything else, I have to say how much I admire the last two lines. Jealousy doesn't describe my feelings about those two lines. Envy's a sin, and I admit to being a sinner.  
Next, to your word choices.  These two lines:
"where humanity roles off into the abyss
just passed the Rod Serling way station" why do you use 'roles' instead of 'rolls'? Is this double entendre and I'm so dense I don't get it? I'm often dense that way, so I'll accept it if you say so.  And then 'passed' instead of 'past'? 'Past' would refer to location, and 'passed' would be a verb, as in humanity just passed the way station, which I can see, but it seems an awkward construction if that's what you meant.  Let me know, OK?


Nan (Pilgrim variety)

icebox
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10 posted 2004-03-07 02:53 PM


Thank you all for reading words ground out of petty frustrations.  I can not pin down why I am so impatient lately.

I do appreciate the time it takes to read and to comment.  Thanks again.

Nan ~ try it now.  I did mean humanity's roles as in life choices (as in the roles we choose to play the personalities we choose to wear to hide the identity which is deeper).  I wrote it badly; this way may be better.  When life gets strange enough, these costumes of the soul are stripped away, into the abyss.  

The choice of past or passed was difficult for me; past is location in time and space, but passed can also imply the same when motion continues as in pass, passing, passed.  But, your response is helpful since it made me understand that I needed better word choice in order to trace meaning.

Thanks!

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