Open Poetry #47 |
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The hang and sway |
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Honeybunch Member Rara Avis
since 2001-12-29
Posts 7115South Africa ![]() |
Life is fraying a bit at the seams not totally coming apart like the sink after love unrequited has severed a vital lifeline. It,s not, however, the only line that enables a hang and a sway on life's so merry round about turning, turning, and turning again. So we hang and we sway, turn in the day, and give over our truth to the night hoping to there see a ray of light that encourages forward movement. But then it is day, too soon, too soon, and we're hanging and swaying again and the chicken next door is silent because it knew when to walk away. How brave is that chicken homeless now to not hang and sway, turn in the day, but simply to do a midnight flit and not care about truth and light. But we are who we are, have always been, and I'm not a chicken, you see? Helen / 3 January 2011 |
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Member Empyrean
since 1999-06-05
Posts 25505Ft. Lauderdale, Fl USA |
LOL! No, you're no chicken, Helen, although I'll bet you have been called a chick more than once ![]() Very interesting poem. For some reason it reminded me of a rooster on a weather vane, hanging, swaying, moving to the movement of the wind but never going anywhere..quite a visual. |
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ethome Member Patricius
since 2000-05-14
Posts 11858New Brunswick Canada |
Helen That chicken is really you and you're answering your own questions through that chicken. The chicken's gone away to find a nice young rooster. So you want to find a handsome crowing chicken clucker and not a chicken plucker! If'n ya know what I mean?? Eric Love your unique stuff kid. ain't doin nothin at all just answerin the call |
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Honeybunch Member Rara Avis
since 2001-12-29
Posts 7115South Africa |
![]() ![]() Thanks guys! Oh, I passed the "chick" stage long, long, ago but, hey, I can still remember the days of my youth. They went something like this ... blah, blah, blah-de-blah. Yes, it's all just blah now and I certainly don't want a repeat even if the "stars" promise something better and grander. "Chicken clucker/plucker" - LOL! |
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Marchmadness Member Rara Avis
since 2007-09-16
Posts 9271So. El Monte, California |
I know what you mean, Helen. Well said. Ida |
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JerryPat Senior Member
since 2010-10-30
Posts 1991Louisiana/America |
Haha! My youth, well, better not get me started, Helen. A hint. I was more or less like that homeless chicken and the midnight flit and not giving a hip-hooray. When early morning quietness seeps into my being |
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Honeybunch Member Rara Avis
since 2001-12-29
Posts 7115South Africa |
Thanks, Ida and Jerry. The only thing I miss about my youth is not having a care in the world. Just didn't appreciate it then. Off to grow old now - sorry, older. ![]() |
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Rex Allen McCoy Member Elite
since 2000-01-30
Posts 2863Sippin a Timmy's in London |
enjoyed your thoughts here ... smiled as I read them through and then had to laugh at some of the replies ![]() |
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steavenr Member Elite
since 2003-11-17
Posts 4058 |
I loved the smile of your ending, but especially loved the powerful poignancy of these lines: "hoping to there see a ray of light that encourages forward movement" ...finding myself there so many times...enjoyed your words |
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XGarapanX Senior Member
since 2008-06-19
Posts 1435Antarctica |
Envy the chicken. ·´~`·»Garapan«·´~`· "Look! Crumbs on his jacketses... Heeee took it!" |
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