Open Poetry #16 |
Agoraphobia |
RSWells Member Elite
since 2001-06-17
Posts 2533 |
A distant past lacking nostalgic reminiscence is insufficiently clasped by louvered shutters Painful light of days that won't become night invade a present, it's shards a screaming zebra kicking up a dust of daily dishevelment Restlessness overcomes fear and an escape from the gilt framed, doily frayed and yellowed lace frill parlor of musty maunder An outward pretentious jaunt belies a weaker core which moves with the enthusiasm of a neutered snail An inward feeling of what an outward appearance of a six foot six redhead on crowded Tokyo sidewalks represents Forced out of hiding by weeks of agreeable weather and a God turned deaf to the summoning of terrible storms so all could share (and view) an exposed and tortured soul Seventy five miles of anonymous travel across hard and unyielding land to it's end where sand softened edge meets the mind Vast and fluid it's constant movement assured despite attachment to a still and slumbering body Careening from profundis to shallow shoals the cerebral sea is a live and insomniac skirl Incessant contradictions of the push and pull whose reluctant but obedient waves lift and flow from the moon We drill and plow it's depths plummeting a cartographic premise of exploratory explanation Our understanding as porous as it's subject and it will never be conquered |
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serenity blaze Member Empyrean
since 2000-02-02
Posts 27738 |
An inward feeling of what an outward appearance of a six foot six redhead on crowded Tokyo sidewalks represents That summed it up perfectly for me--I could feel the suffocation of anxiety in this piece, Great work with this one! Enjoyed much. |
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NapalmsConstantlyConfused
since 2001-05-15
Posts 529 |
our understanding as porous as it's subject YES! very, very good. always love to read your work, RSW, very flowing use of language. -Napalm I Love The Smell Of Napalm In The AM! |
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catalinamoon
since 2000-06-03
Posts 9543The Shores of Alone |
Fascinating write. Sandra |
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Janet Marie Member Laureate
since 2000-01-22
Posts 18554 |
Forced out of hiding by weeks of agreeable weather and a God turned deaf to the summoning of terrible storms so all could share (and view) an exposed and tortured soul Seventy five miles of anonymous travel across hard and unyielding land to it's end where sand softened edge meets the mind ==================================== You have some very intense images and content here Richard... you took the reader to the edge of the definition with these unique images and your broad vocabulary. well done poet sir jm |
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Mysteria
since 2001-03-07
Posts 18328British Columbia, Canada |
An outward pretentious jaunt belies a weaker core which moves with the enthusiasm of a neutered snail That sums up your subject well. Again, your imagines sting Richard, very well written. ~Better to write for yourself and have no public, than to write for the public and have no self~ Cyril Connolly |
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Enchantress Member Empyrean
since 2001-08-14
Posts 35113Canada eh. |
I know the suffering of agoraphobia first hand....and you have described it well sir. Thank you.
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