Open Poetry #37 |
Call Me Cathy |
openthoughts Member
since 2006-01-16
Posts 94Where the child can be free |
Call Me Cathy Each pair resting high upon its pedestal White wigged and determining My sentence is undeserved And yet they will not hear my plea For it shall never be made Caring not for past Or future. Only now, on the surface What can be judged on sight And my search continues For signs of existence And while I read them Like harsh words on a blank page They too search for signs Of bitter truths to be found. But no Only forged opinions remain For now, I am content To go hand in hand with one Living in fabricated falsities With my other around the throat Choking the will away For the hands of beauty to One pair of unknowing judge Becomes the tentacles of Undying evil to the other Heart to one, bed to another With the woven tales Cast over the jury The second hand ticks Closing it’s fingers tighter Tightening grip and shortening gasps So dance my puppet As I pull your strings Unwitting servants to devotion The court will not see this case Not today for sure Nor ever |
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iliana Member Patricius
since 2003-12-05
Posts 13434USA |
This is some fascinating free verse. Leaves a person wanting to know the story behind it. In one of your first poems I thought you mentioned you were very young. You sure could have fooled me! |
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Marge Tindal
since 1999-11-06
Posts 42384Florida's Foreverly Shores |
OpenToughts~ Nice ... very nice~ *Huglets* ~*Marge*~ ~*The sound of a kiss is not as strong as that of a cannon, but it's echo endures much longer*~ |
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openthoughts Member
since 2006-01-16
Posts 94Where the child can be free |
Thank you very much...just knowing my work has been read and appreciated means everything to me Age has no authority in the world of poetry... |
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miscellanea Member Elite
since 2004-06-24
Posts 4060OH |
Hi; my name is Cathy, also. Having my name included in a title drew me in to read your poem. I found in your poetry sadness, maybe bitterness. Whatever situation you face, or the character of the poem faces, I hope the conflicts are resolved. Your shared thoughts of a painful situation have deeply touched me. I, also, relate to your poem on another level because I am a Libra. Libras tend to weigh things over and over again, countless times, many times appearing to achieve little movement. It is very fatiguing and frustrating. As a Libra, I don't like making the slightest call, but sometimes, just have to. I would not envy anyone in a situation whose job causes harm or hurt to another person's being, nor would I want to be judged. My heartfelt wishes for happier days, miscellanea (cathy) Your poem was awesomely written. [This message has been edited by miscellanea (02-16-2006 07:22 AM).] |
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The Lady Member Rara Avis
since 2005-12-26
Posts 7634The Southwest |
"So dance my puppet As I pull your strings Unwitting servants to devotion The court will not see this case Not today for sure Nor ever" "Age has no authority in the world of poetry..." Agreed, yet I feel as Jo does... this is amazing work and even more so for a young person. Nicely done! |
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Sunshine
Administrator
Member Empyrean
since 1999-06-25
Posts 63354Listening to every heart |
I shall have to look for your initial post, Openthoughts, as this one is a heart-breaker, to be sure. Contained anger, open angst, still, a controlled decisive pen, indeed. As Misc'e stated...and I haven't use this word in a long time...awesome! |
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Magnus
since 2001-10-10
Posts 14135South Carolina, USA |
Yes, I too agree..this is awesomely written with a great deal of feeling pouring forth. |
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desert-spike Member
since 2006-02-01
Posts 194TX/USA |
That is incredidible, crafty, and painfully true. Nice one |
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Bridget Shenachie Senior Member
since 2002-01-23
Posts 1056Kansas USA |
This left me begging for relief--either forgiveness or acceptance. Well written and extremely gripping. Shenachie |
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Midnitesun
since 2001-05-18
Posts 28647Gaia |
I felt frustration and pain, and sadly, acceptance of a situation beyond your immediate control. But your heart and mind control your pen, and from this alone, I see you will come out the winner in this battle. and what a profound truth, in this reply: "Age has no authority in the world of poetry" no matter the age, your pen yields a mighty voice! |
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