Sunday, June 23, 2013

The forest of your mind



I follow the tracks

In the forest of your mind

To seek some answers

 

Those pale languid lies

A mess of contradictions

To still my fears

 

Love is so complex

It pushes me to the edge

You, a class alone

 

So fill my balloon

With your gas of desire

And file me away

 

One day I shall leave 

But there will be not a trace

Of me in your heart

19 comments:

  1. pale languid lies a mess of contradiction

    ...sounds like good riddance!

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  2. "Those pale languid lies...." I love this stanza. There is much to read into it.

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  3. Will the speaker be sad that there is no trace of him/her in the other's heart? I think not...

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  4. Grea t images, OE! I love:
    "forest of your mind"
    and
    "pale languid lies."
    So good!

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  5. This is a sad poem, especially the last verse. Your speaker seems so resigned at the end. I especially liked the first verse and the forest of your mind!Wherein The Muse's Vehicle Goes Into the Shop For Repairs

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  6. The complexity of the human mind and human nature!! It is a network of intricate linkages and breaks!!

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  7. This describes my relationships with every man before my current husband. I got it right this time!

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  8. This is a great combination of what we want & what is here! Very nice images.

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  9. Some great alliteration in this piece. A very enjoyable read.

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  10. Think you have captured a reality for many with these words. Especially like the final stanza which brings up many questions and keeps the reader guessing,

    Elizabeth
    http://soulsmusic.wordpress.com/2013/06/23/lost/

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  11. i'm just reading today; good write; haven't done mine yet; maybe within the next 2 days; have a nice Sunday

    much love...

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  12. A great piece. I especially love the unexpected "file me away" after "balloon," (as opposed to "fly.")

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  13. So fill my balloon
    With your gas of desire
    And file me away

    Days of desire to keep buoyant.

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  14. To be so close but leave no trace seems strange, but it happens. One can only assume that this is confirmation that it was never meant to be.

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  15. Some very nice word phrasing here, old egg. Best to forget a person like that though.

    Pamela

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  16. Great imagery and great poetic language! Seems a lot are not going in a good way. Nicely Oldegg!

    Hank

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  17. Very good. I like it. It reminds me of someone, but I can't seem to find a trace of him in my mind...

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  18. You always write the most beautiful poems . Always enjoy reading them too.

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  19. This is wonderful. Those first two stanzas had some wonderful imagery in them.

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