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Response to Jan's favorite poem Challenge
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Response to Jan's favorite poem Challenge |
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brian madden Member Elite
since 2000-05-06
Posts 4374ireland 
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Stream of conscience Sailing through a stream of conscience, gliding gently over this reflective surface paddling with a shovel, to unearth all my past whispers and future promises. I am to myself on this journey, seated on the crafted bark of a fallen Oak. Gaze at the sky where God holds his throne, I am stunned of breath at this ice blue ceiling stretching to infinity over all celestial planes. Its majestic presence towers over my dwarfed insignificance. The answers do not lie in the tranquilliser clouds where birds sail on the wind of dreams and spirits fall dumb in lack of oxygen. Little islands of failed ideology clot the waters and give sanctuary to the masses who wish to follow blindly. Encountering cannibals of independent thought, It is instructed to adopt the mask of each new ethic tribe; to sink into their traditions as brutal savages and parasites. These are my obstacles but I have focus and clarity of soul. Lost to a destination unknown, staring through the fresh waters observing in silent denial the ghost of my reflection in constant change until it is unrecognisable, incomprehensible. My youthfulness is eternal decay, drained to nourish an expanding intellect. Burdened with empty knowledge scratched upon my face, tangled barbed ivy conceals identity in chaotic overgrowth. Memory is malleable, contoured to suit a present purpose, each distortion peels away a layer of truth, until it fades as a falsely construed photograph. My mind holds jagged shards of images that will not gel together, as a puzzle without resolve. I am sailing for twenty years at least though I only just became sentient to this world. At first chaos plagued the mind, unable to grasp its complexity. Now my personality is at calm with its Siamese self, they are lovers under duress of my obsessions. Death and beauty are statuettes of darker seeds, where shallow God falls I rise in streams of conscienceness fragmented visions flow seamlessly from tributaries of psyche. < !signature--> ------------------------ "I've been too honest with myself I should have lied like everybody else"-Richey Edwards "Take nothing but pictures. Leave nothing but footprints. Kill nothing but time". Baltimore Grotto "Libraries gave us power Then work came and made us free What price now for a shallow piece of dignity" Nicky Wire, A design for Life. manic street preachers "Rock 'n' roll is our epiphany Culture, alienation, boredom and despair" [This message has been edited by brian madden (edited 06-05-2000).] |
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Janet Marie Member Laureate
since 2000-01-22
Posts 18554 |
I think this is my fav of yours too... its so full of you and those amazing reflections and obsevations that I find so fascinating... (all though I am partial to a cetain poem about a Cherub) *smile* thanks for posting this one, I dont get tired of reading it. later-poetgenius-gator "eve" LOL I think I could need - this in my life I think I'm just scared - that I know too much I can't relate and that's a problem I'm feeling ... If you're gone - maybe it's time to go home There's an awful lot of breathing room But I can hardly move If you're gone - baby you need to come home cuz there's a little bit of something me... In everything in you. ~MB20~ "What the caterpillar calls the end ... The world calls a butterfly" ~Lao Tze Tao~ ~Butterflies are meant to be free~ |
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brian madden Member Elite
since 2000-05-06
Posts 4374ireland |
Jan, thanks for your wonderful response. When writing this it felt like Freud was looking over my shoulder, as the images fell upon the page. I guess most of the elements that I strive to put into my poetry came together in this one poem. Thanks for the setting the challenge, for reading this poem again and for responsing. Your words mean alot. thanks. ------------------------ "I've been too honest with myself I should have lied like everybody else"-Richey Edwards "Take nothing but pictures. Leave nothing but footprints. Kill nothing but time". Baltimore Grotto "Libraries gave us power Then work came and made us free What price now for a shallow piece of dignity" Nicky Wire, A design for Life. manic street preachers "Rock 'n' roll is our epiphany Culture, alienation, boredom and despair" "To be nobody-but-yourself-in a world which is doing its best night and day, to make you everybody else - means to fight the hardest battle which any human being can fight; and never stop fighting." E.E Cummings. |
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