Open Poetry #47 |
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Desire! |
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Honeybunch Member Rara Avis
since 2001-12-29
Posts 7115South Africa ![]() |
I was on my way to singing a song of peace and harmony when the smell of a woodman's fire sparked flames in my desire. There followed then a rush, scurry, to close the doors and windows for desire serves no one best when ignited by the long lost past. I settled then back down to be the composer of what has to be but suddenly crescendos spiked where they weren't meant to be. To the garbage bin went notes and songs with peace and harmony in tow but desire still lines the walls ready to bounce back at me. It's okay really, let it be, I've known it, touched it, held it close, and know it's just a-lingering as a spectator of my life. Don't light a fire, oh, woodman, please! It disturbs the silence, bothers me, and sends me off a-wandering from the path of peace and harmony! Helen / 9 April 2011 |
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Richy Member Elite
since 2003-05-03
Posts 3050 |
Dang Honeybuncher, you just made my fireplace light, and theres not even any firewood in it... ! This was great, now let me go and let the smoke out of my house! ![]() |
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Honeybunch Member Rara Avis
since 2001-12-29
Posts 7115South Africa |
Thanks, Richard. Don't you just hate it when that happens. ![]() |
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Namyh Senior Member
since 2009-01-20
Posts 988 |
Honeybunch - It seems that passion waits at the brink of extinction for someone to resurrect it or at the brink of eruption for someone to ignite it. And the next thing you know, there you are in a house ablaze where you'd rather stay and burn up than leave with the fireman. And before all this, you were happy to just sing songs of peace and harmony. Ain't life grand, especially when it comes straight at ya! Really enjoyed this piece Honeybunch. Namyh [This message has been edited by Namyh (04-09-2011 09:09 PM).] |
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BluesSerenade Member Patricius
since 2001-10-23
Posts 10549By the Seaside |
This is just nice! Peace and harmony is different for all of us, and yet it is human nature to seek it out and hang on for dear life. .... least we ever lose our grip! Love reading you, honey girl~ |
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Honeybunch Member Rara Avis
since 2001-12-29
Posts 7115South Africa |
Thank you, Namyh. You are so right! So glad you enjoyed. Bluesy gal - I guess whatever we are settled in is the peace and harmony we seek. The trick is to be "settled" and to know it - that has evaded me for some time now because ... there are dreams, you know. Thanks for reading and for your nice comment. Helen |
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Bastet Member
since 2010-05-07
Posts 246 |
Very interesting thoughts on desire and it's role in creativity. I like the metaphor: desire and fire. Both can be either stimulating or destructive. A deep poem indeed and very well expressed. |
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Honeybunch Member Rara Avis
since 2001-12-29
Posts 7115South Africa |
Thank you so much, Bastet, for reading and for commenting. Very much appreciated. Helen |
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Margherita Member Seraphic
since 2003-02-08
Posts 22236Eternity |
In desire there is the pulse of life, dear Helen. So, savor the fire that ignites desire. ![]() Peace and harmony are wonderful, but not if they are born out of resignation, withdrawal and sterility. There must be joy in peace and harmony, not mere contentedness. Wonderfully written piece and as always thought provoking. Love, Margherita ![]() |
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JerryPat2 Member Laureate
since 2011-02-06
Posts 16975South Louisiana |
How can I add to the stellar comments above? Can't, so I shan't (love that word). However, there is one thing I would like to point out, between the "woodman's fire" and the notes you threw into the garbage bin (later to rescue I imagine) you turned out a fantastic piece of work here in spite of yourself. ~ Why do we drive on a parkway and park on a driveway? ~ |
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Honeybunch Member Rara Avis
since 2001-12-29
Posts 7115South Africa |
Thanks, dear Margherita. Yes, "joy" should be in everything - isn't yet though. Was it ever? I don't think there are many of us who truly experience joy anymore - too many distractions which perhaps will too soon disappear. I always appreciate your enlightened comments very much. ![]() Hi Jerry - Thank you. No, no retrieval or rescue as you say - what's gone is gone. Then again that woodman's fire has been known to return again, again. Here's an old write as proof. ![]() How sweet the smell of smoke rising from a woodman's fire amidst the rocks and boulders of this concrete jungle, home. Down I go on knees; nothing here it seems but senses do not lie or offer me a bribe to light the flame of passion and elevate desire beyond the blue of sky. Head tilted I breathe in in, in, and deeper in, but let me pause a spell; could it be the fires of hell burning to a cinder love's magic and mystique? Yes, 'tis so; the serpent knows how swiftly evil strikes when the woodman goes a-chopping, not today but other days, to fuel the fire of love's denial and smoke the loving out. But how sweet the smell of smoke rising from a woodman's fire because only wood can burn in a bonfire of denial while love remains triumphant beyond the blue of sky! Helen / 28 April 2005 |
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