Open Poetry #23 |
Disabled (Edited) |
ecrivan Member Elite
since 2001-12-10
Posts 3923my own state |
At a lack to perform certain tasks regarded as alien by elite behind masks given homes designed for flawless people I pulled the bell from the tallest steeple that sounded below with a cling and a clang I left a lady for a single instrument band and hid night away from the public gendarme they meant to sack me..exact physical harm. 'cause I had a hump and a limp considered a fool and an imp... I was the object of public harassment younger descendents face civil embarrasment; 'cause my modern cousins ride in wheelchairs they are the object of building restraints and global stares. the modern disabled are limited by lack of decent access then an imp could reach a steeple with bells in a recess later homes were made without modern codes a bell top steeple was my abode.. the faithful below were shocked.. didn't matter how I was mocked A bell top steeple high above thoughtless crowds that carried the book and protected the shroud that mocked my face for its frozen grin deformed descendents know how it has been.... [This message has been edited by ecrivan (12-14-2002 12:48 PM).] |
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passing shadows Member Empyrean
since 1999-08-26
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wow, this reminds me of something we studied in Lit class in college...way over my head, or maybe I'm just sleepy...I dunno... sorry. |
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ecrivan Member Elite
since 2001-12-10
Posts 3923my own state |
what did you study in the Lit class?... the second to last stanza is a little clearer now. |
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passing shadows Member Empyrean
since 1999-08-26
Posts 45577displaced |
I'm sorry Martin, I didn't mean to imply that you should edit. It's only that I have a associate's degree and have been out of college for way too long...I have trouble understand more educated writers now. It just appeared as a write that one would have to decipher line by line to be able to understand the entire meaning as a whole....like Robert Frost or e.e. cummings or Emily Dickenson, among others. I myself am more of a simple, emotional poet. If I have to put too much thought into figuring out what is being said and spending much time in the depths to figure out what is meant, then I'm turned off. Please don't take this that you should change the way you write or edit your writings. Others might be up on that level...and you should be proud that you can write like that. I feel bad seeing you here and not being able to say something, anything... |
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ecrivan Member Elite
since 2001-12-10
Posts 3923my own state |
Hi Dixie, No problem I could see there was an incoherency on my part...as you can see I'm no longer comfortable with simple rhyme schemes and have pick up a freer more complex style..there is just an analogy made here between the hunchback of Notre-Dame and how today's deformed people are treated. I don't like to spell out all those details though..prefering that the reader sift through and make his own connections. My best to you during the holiday season |
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passing shadows Member Empyrean
since 1999-08-26
Posts 45577displaced |
yes Martin, it surely is a disgrace, the treatment of people by other people... wishing you a happy holiday season also |
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