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Open Poetry #1

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JP
Senior Member

since 1999-05-25

Posts 1343
Loomis, CA

0 posted 1999-07-25 09:15 PM

Prison of intellect,
so viciously strong,
letting not sorrow,
nor soul's sparrow song.

Shackeled by my thoughts,
no room for spirit's need,
Thought is the only lord,
ruin of love, lust, and heart.

Mind of the lowly,
ruling the common soul,
Thought, the guide's tool,
in lifes meaningless trek.

I struggle with daily toil,
fight with living's foil,
search for passion's need,
and find humanity's greed.

I cry to to the gods,
seeking their blessing,
Only to be given,
their selfish rubuke.

My soul, so wanting,
trapped in my mind's cage,
cell of iron intellect,
seeking release without formula.

Scientific solutions no harbor,
realistic illusions no haven,
for love's battle weary foe,
to life's hard-fought medic.

Hard battle has worn me,
hard soul-search has tamed,
I've felt love's tenuous claws
and survived, nearly intact.

Parts of spirit torn away,
parts of sould devoured,
parts of me attacked,
But I came through, empowered.

[This message has been edited by JP (edited 07-25-99).]

[This message has been edited by JP (edited 07-30-99).]

poetFemmeFatale
Member Elite

since 1999-07-25

Posts 2646
Arkansas

1 posted 1999-07-25 09:37 PM

I feel your emotion running deep in this - I've been there before! Know exactly how you felt in this poem....keep up the good work - intense.

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- poet FemmeFatale

"The strongest man in the world is he who stands most alone..." Henrik Ibsen (1826-1906) Norwegian dramatist lyric poet

JP
Senior Member

since 1999-05-25

Posts 1343
Loomis, CA

2 posted 1999-07-25 11:10 PM

Thank you

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