Open Poetry #45 |
Cocktails and little crumbs |
Honeybunch Member Rara Avis
since 2001-12-29
Posts 7115South Africa |
Life moves in and takes out dreams, wishes, hopes and needs and stirs and mixes cocktails like a barman paid to be a maker and creator. It has no mind for me to sense or heart to pump intent but, oh, so diligent it serves up and clears away like one who doesn’t know there always is a crumb or two missed in the clean sweep. Crumbs mix and meld in their own way with the morning of the day and catch in the oesophagus of one who knows to breathe the remainder and the residue into the atmosphere. And so into the twilight crumbs scratch and irritate and scratch and irritate and scratch and irritate. Night descends and shallow breath skirts the crumbs of what is left and brings unto the one who lives a sense of silent happiness that sometimes, sometimes not, sweeps the crumbs into the bin of “what the hell, I live”. And after, long after, the “sometimes not” grows bigger than those everyday little crumbs and that’s the way it goes until happiness evolves but never can it grow when love like a little crumb remains an irritation! Helen / 7 September 2009 [This message has been edited by Honeybunch (09-07-2009 06:10 AM).] |
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ESHA SEN GUPTA Member
since 2009-09-01
Posts 108Maharashtra,India |
Dear Hellen thanks for such a touching poem.You have brought out the reality of life. Love Esha |
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Honeybunch Member Rara Avis
since 2001-12-29
Posts 7115South Africa |
Thank you, Esha and "Welcome to Pip"! Helen |
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Artic Wind Member Rara Avis
since 2007-09-16
Posts 8080Realm of Supernatural |
I believe this is far from the reality of life, but does speak truth for one of many challenges that we face. There is a lot of insight in this write, sweetest bunch of honey. I enjoyed this very much so, that I read it twice! Feels good to read you again, ARCTIC WIND |
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Earth Angel Member Empyrean
since 2002-08-27
Posts 40215Realms of Light |
Honey, you deserve far more than the crumbs of love. You deserve an entire bakery of goodies! "a sense of silent happiness that sometimes, sometimes not, sweeps the crumbs into the bin of “what the hell, I live”." Live on! Love on! Linda |
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LindsayP Member Elite
since 2007-07-28
Posts 3410Australia, Victoria |
Dear Helen, you have put a lot of thought into your post, it wouldn't have been easy to write. Well done, Love. Lindsay |
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N|D|N|C|Lost-Poet Member
since 2009-07-30
Posts 360New Orleans |
Beautifully written. |
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Margherita Member Seraphic
since 2003-02-08
Posts 22236Eternity |
Dear Helen, good to see your insightful work again! Oh, yes, you LIVE! Your meditative reflections always dish out precious thoughts. Crumbs are always a sign left of the Whole and as such you do well to appreciate them. Love and hugs. Margherita |
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