Open Poetry #46 |
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Denial |
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Honeybunch Member Rara Avis
since 2001-12-29
Posts 7115South Africa ![]() |
Drum rolls play upon the mind and this is not a sheer disgrace for one who moves according to the rhythms of denial. Denial is fast and circles one within the sphere of catchy beats that tap the feet, hands, fingers, mind, deep into thinking this is right. But soon and sooner than is thought denial leaves the man-made stage and all is quiet where once the tone of all I chose to see, believe. It’s not easy then to tap alone to beats that soul has now disowned and so finally and faintly comes the lilting and so sweet refrains of one unheard above the rolls. To tilt the head and listen then perhaps too late but maybe not for ‘tis decreed that lifetimes yield a chance to tap to different beats. And so it is sweet melodies that capture mind when all is quiet but in the time of living now survival taps to loud drum rolls! Helen |
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