Open Poetry #27 |
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serenity blaze Member Empyrean
since 2000-02-02
Posts 27738 |
of certainty the symbols build walls of self-imprisonment mortared by my failings I search the cracks between the stone in hopes I find that spot-- eroded-- the part of me that gives. |
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Local Rebel Member Ascendant
since 1999-12-21
Posts 5767Southern Abstentia |
hmmm Interesting layers here Karen..... the subtext screams! I use barbed wire though -- it's much less expensive than brick and mortar goes up more quickly and tears through would be trespassers. You have to watch out for the bouncing betty's too. |
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Aenimal Member Rara Avis
since 2002-11-18
Posts 7350the ass-end of space |
I know the pieces fit cuz I watched them fall away Mildewed and smoldering. Fundamental differing.... well most of it applies anyway..tool kick what can i say they just seem to know [This message has been edited by Aenimal (06-21-2003 12:18 AM).] |
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passing shadows Member Empyrean
since 1999-08-26
Posts 45577displaced |
wow! |
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serenity blaze Member Empyrean
since 2000-02-02
Posts 27738 |
Thanks thrice, good poets. I know this is not my usual fare, but I've been thinking again and I never know what will result from the stuff I toss together in there. But I was reading The Marriage of Heaven and Hell, by William Blake and of course I obsessed on this passage: "No bird soars too high, if he soars with his own wings. Prisons are built with stones of Law, Brothels with bricks of religion. Joys impregnate. Sorrows bring forth. Always be ready to speak your mind, and a base man will avoid you. The eagle never lost so much time as when he submitted to learn of the crow. Expect poison from the standing water. Damn braces. Bless relaxes. If the doors of perception were cleansed every thing would appear to man as it is, infinite. For man has closed himself up, till he sees all things thro' narrow chinks of his cavern. The man who never alters his opinion is like standing water, & breeds reptiles of the mind." Smile. Isn't he wonderful? and I exit humbled & grateful that ANYONE bothers to read little old me now. [This message has been edited by serenity blaze (06-21-2003 02:10 PM).] |
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brian sites Senior Member
since 2002-06-25
Posts 1475usa |
kneel down and peer through the crumbling weight of failure and see the light streaming in reach your fingers through and rip that sucker down be free |
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serenity blaze Member Empyrean
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BluesSerenade Member Patricius
since 2001-10-23
Posts 10549By the Seaside |
Look at it this way, you're like plaster of paris....and always, you hold together. Dang Serenity...I'm sure I'm not the first to say, you give a lot! |
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vlraynes Member Rara Avis
since 2000-07-25
Posts 8229Somewhere... out there... |
Yep...what Brian said.. Love the verse and love the poet. Hugs, lady, "...until you have read the verse on his heart, |
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ice Member Elite
since 2003-05-17
Posts 3404Pennsylvania |
Enjoyed this poem, blaze.:-) It is easy to see that you were influenced by Master Blake... 'The marriage of heaven and hell" is certainly an influential piece. Certainly some of his feelings are found in your poem. If we keep searching for the cracks,we will find them and the part of us that gives will always emerge through them...ice |
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Magnus
since 2001-10-10
Posts 14135South Carolina, USA |
Wow Karen, this one certainly lends toward a lot of thought, pondering about one self. Excellent poem and Blake did a jam up job of saying it all.. |
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Albert J. Allie Senior Member
since 2003-02-13
Posts 512Queens NY |
Beautiful!!!! |
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Duncan Member Ascendant
since 2001-08-07
Posts 5455 |
"I search the cracks between the stone in hopes I find that spot-- eroded-- the part of me that gives." Do you KNOW how many ways there are to read that?? I'm virtually dizzy from trying each one... |
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serenity blaze Member Empyrean
since 2000-02-02
Posts 27738 |
thank you all, and smiling once again at Duncan--ever tried to count the keys on the ring of turnkey? You GOT one of my lil jokes anyway...hugs you...(I LOVE layers.) Thanks all for the "yummies". |
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wranx Member Elite
since 2002-06-07
Posts 3689Moved from a shack to a barn |
No, not your usual offering. But steeped still in your own waters. It's you, just with a funny accent. ~yeti |
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littlewing Member Rara Avis
since 2003-03-02
Posts 9655New York |
K: Blake is brilliant: If the doors of perception were cleansed every thing would appear to man as it is, infinite. For man has closed himself up, till he sees all things thro' narrow chinks of his cavern. This is how Morrison came up with the name for the Doors . . . This is by far my second favorite quote in the world and this write God yes Karen - I know I do My second favorite quote is of course: "The story of life is quicker than the wink of an eye . . . the story of love is hello and goodbye. Until we meet again." - James Marshall Hendrix |
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Artic Wind Member Rara Avis
since 2007-09-16
Posts 8080Realm of Supernatural |
Great Write My poet Friend!-- Karen, I enjoyed reading this one, as well as your poetry in open 43~! ARCTIC WIND |
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serenity blaze Member Empyrean
since 2000-02-02
Posts 27738 |
grin...thank YOU, A.W. Not only do I forget I write stuff, I also forget that I posted the stuff. And this time, I actually found that I'd explained the inspiration too! Keep digging, archive dweller. I'm enjoying reading others works all over again too. (And thanks Ron, for keeping the stuff safe for us...even when we don't necessarily wanna remember. *chuckles and winks*) |
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Artic Wind Member Rara Avis
since 2007-09-16
Posts 8080Realm of Supernatural |
Well of course **winking here** -- I love to read all the poems I missed... It's like having lot's of fresh poems a day. Including yours. I am glad I started to read poems in the archives, Because now I can read your oldies too lol call me Archive Digger lol *Happy grin here** ARCTIC WIND |
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