Open Poetry #37 |
Desert Rats |
Honeybunch Member Rara Avis
since 2001-12-29
Posts 7115South Africa |
Mangy desert rats forced to walk a cattle track scuttle in a frantic rush to reach a city buzz for the promise of gold more precious than the fields just there like an adornment acquired in antique stores. Left-right, sleep tight; there’s no insight or daffodils in bloom in the spring of he who leads from a selfish point of view through the rivers of emotion and multitudinous needs not yet in full eruption from the middle of all rats. One perhaps in love would stand on solid ground one perhaps in fear crack like a brittle stick but it’s not in the scheme a major catastrophe to lose a heartfelt straggler in a downslide run. And the story teller loses notes underneath a tree because there’s shade, you see, and peace, believe you me, in the fields of a true love’s pure and simple honesty if allowed to break free from this frenzied stampede. Get up! Get up! We must rush before the noonday crush and the rats are just like you and me going nowhere fast and missing out the detail that’s surely meant to last in each and every rat race that ends and starts again … because love alone is not enough for money driven rats. But I’m ratting on the wisdom handed down it seems to a shy and timid rat sitting in a grove of trees where once the bend of bough and leaf brought forth a rush of love! Helen / 13 January 2006 |
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iliana Member Patricius
since 2003-12-05
Posts 13434USA |
Oh, Helen, you do pass on the truth. Rats do have choices, or do they not? I think sometimes, it is the timing and just knowing when to scramble off the sinking ship. But then again, the draw of the material is a very strong one, and only a rat who knows the secret can escape. Enjoyed your renderings which always make me think. ....jo |
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Honeybunch Member Rara Avis
since 2001-12-29
Posts 7115South Africa |
Thanks for the read, Jo. As in all things I guess it's just a matter of balance. Helen |
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LeeJ Member Patricius
since 2003-06-19
Posts 13296 |
You are amazing!!! And the story teller loses notes underneath a tree because there’s shade, you see, and peace, believe you me, in the fields of a true love’s pure and simple honesty if allowed to break free from this frenzied stampede. Get up! Get up! We must rush before the noonday crush and the rats are just like you and me going nowhere fast and missing out the detail that’s surely meant to last in each and every rat race that ends and starts again … (because love alone is not enough for money driven rats.) AMEN and articulated ultimately by your Godly muse that guides... But I’m ratting on the wisdom handed down it seems to a shy and timid rat sitting in a grove of trees where once the bend of bough and leaf brought forth a rush of love! and still will someday... such a rewarding read my dear poet friend...amazing!!! Did I say amazing? |
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Honeybunch Member Rara Avis
since 2001-12-29
Posts 7115South Africa |
Thank you so much, LeeJ, but, but, but, I want to write like you! Sigh! But I'm taking notes for my next dance around life's great mulberry bush. |
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abbymatilda Junior Member
since 2003-12-22
Posts 35 |
It is true that love isn't enough for money driven rats. Argh. This is my one foe in life. It's hard to be an artists around all the rats. I promise not to get sucked under with them, though! You write so eloquently!!! Abby (Jo's daughter) |
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Honeybunch Member Rara Avis
since 2001-12-29
Posts 7115South Africa |
Abby - Now remember that a promise is a promise and someone's watching you. Wish I had a daughter to share poetry with - you've both got something special and we look after special things, right? Thanks for the read. |
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nakdthoughts Member Laureate
since 2000-10-29
Posts 19200Between the Lines |
because love alone is not enough for money driven rats I guess everyone can feel this line~~ it's a favorite of mine in your gift of story telling, Helen M |
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Honeybunch Member Rara Avis
since 2001-12-29
Posts 7115South Africa |
Thanks for the read, Maureen. Hmm? I often wonder though whether stories are really and truly "just stories" but whatever only love can decide their fate. |
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