Open Poetry #31 |
Sipping Evening Whine |
icebox Member Elite
since 2003-05-03
Posts 4383in the shadows |
Every where I turn someone seems to think they've earned a piece of me. I've never seen a title, or a deed, that freed me of the ownership of my body or my soul, or turned their management out on some communal potlatch pile. When I am calm, the foolishness makes me smile but as I get older, and those around me seemingly get bolder, I find my fast hand reaching back to grab the get away reflexes of my youth. How can there be a goal in life, a purpose to the living of it, if every step passes through someone else's toll booth, erected out of fear or their inherent loneliness, as if I have no path to call my own, as if somehow I am on loan to any needy greedy soul that's passing by. ©2004 by icebox |
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Martie
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Member Empyrean
since 1999-09-21
Posts 28049California |
icebox I have felt this way...as if everyone wants a piece of me, and there is nothing left for me, only I would never have been able to write it like you have. |
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Enchantress Member Empyrean
since 2001-08-14
Posts 35113Canada eh. |
There is only so much of 'me' to go around.. I know this feeling. Well said. Hugs~ Poetry is not an opinion expressed... |
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icebox Member Elite
since 2003-05-03
Posts 4383in the shadows |
Thank you both for taking time to read this. I don't like whining. I appreciate your comments. |
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iliana Member Patricius
since 2003-12-05
Posts 13434USA |
"How can there be a goal in life, a purpose to the living of it, if every step passes through someone else's toll booth, erected out of fear or their inherent loneliness, as if I have no path to call my own, as if somehow I am on loan to any needy greedy soul that's passing by." Many years ago I learned that the more I gave, the more people wanted, finding only a few that did not -- those few are my friends. What a deeply thoughtfilled write this was, and I really enjoy reading your work. |
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passing shadows Member Empyrean
since 1999-08-26
Posts 45577displaced |
I was wondering where you've been... this write makes me feel sane and okay. |
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Susan Caldwell Member Rara Avis
since 2002-12-27
Posts 8348Florida |
Icy~ Yes. I often wonder if it's something I am doing that makes this so... I do know this...there are only so many pieces of me left. I hope I get to where I am going with at least something..if not, I guess I wait for the next life... I think too much. But I love reading you. |
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Sunshine
Administrator
Member Empyrean
since 1999-06-25
Posts 63354Listening to every heart |
How can there be a goal in life, a purpose to the living of it, if every step passes through someone else's toll booth, erected out of fear or their inherent loneliness, ~*~ Dang. I'm bringing the cheese and joining you. |
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vandana
since 1999-10-22
Posts 10463USA |
enjoyed |
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muted
since 2004-01-15
Posts 2949Elapsing, Eclipsing, Evolving |
you make a huge point here...written so well |
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PassionatelyRomantic Member
since 2004-01-24
Posts 190 |
fantastic write keep it up! |
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Pilgrimage Member Elite
since 2001-12-04
Posts 3945Texas, USA |
Sometimes it gets you down and you just have to vent. For a whine, this was an excellent poem. Nan (Pilgrim variety) |
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