I pick up a tile
Part of a picture
A pattern
Outside the house
One of the houses with lights in
And soft seats
I am back on the bench
The knots remained tied
The powder chewed but not eaten
I am back on the bench
The dull scrape of time against my skin
Inside my pockets
Where there is nothing left to demolish
I make marks with my pen
Leave a note on the statue
Children playing
I will not pass them the rough edges
The margins
Real sound has left me
I have no desire to catch it up
To have it find me
The rec is tested as dead
It says on the sign
A signature
I will follow the clues
Transform the marks into candy
Find a way back to the path
Or walk a new one.
I pick at the walls of the rich
And the tile feels like a resolution in my hand.
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How many of us have had a walk like this one? We imagine ourselves living different lives, musing as we look at others who don't bear our burden but cannot share it with them. Has the real sound (you?) left? I was hoping to find her one day. Beautifully cryptic Jae.
A new year is a great chance to start on a new path... just follow the light and the whisper. I hope you have a great 2012, Jae.
"I will follow the clues
Transform the marks into candy
Find a way back to the path
Or walk a new one. "
These words are perfect leads to guide you into the new year, Jae, providing hope and faith in self to achieve the goals you identify, the life you want to lead.
those memories always trying to pull us back that's the way to do it find the new path.
Happy New Year Jaerose
Jaerose, I have a feeling that this year you WILL walk a new path. I have faith. Happy New Year to you.
another heart-rendering poem. "the dull scrape of time against my skin. damn you're good.
This imagery is really thought provoking. I will be thinking of these lines for a long while yet I feel :)
I like (and understand) that, despite your own burdens, you need to protect the children. That speaks so much. It means you are still alive inside and can still love. There is hope in that, Jae.
We make of it as we wish for it to be. I love that you wouldn't pass on the rough edges to the children. It shows you think and feel and care. Yes, you can continue on the same path but, you don't have to. There are so many paths to chose and one of them is the right path for you. Life is all about our choices.
Lovely, lovely writing Jae.
Happy new Year, I wish for yours to bring you peace, love, and happiness.
Find a way back to the path or make a new one...how true. If you know your destination, you can always find a path, even if you have to create it yourself.
Best wishes in the new year!
Thank you all for your beautiful comments..I will hold them tight like the tile..Wishing you all a Happy New Year in return..thank you for continuing to visit..to take the time to read..and chew over the cryptic candy with me..thank you..hoping to re-pay your visits very soon..All good wishes..Jae x
Brilliant. Not your vernacular usage. The real brilliant. So are ‘At Her Feet’, ‘Tying Knots In The Rain’, ‘Rose’, ‘Security Tower’, all of them that I’ve caught up on tonight. In this one, I really dig the last two lines : )
a mosaic perhaps =)
best wishes
j
Thank you Miss A..digging in the dirt and hoping it becomes a sentence.. xx
Yes, I think so..thank you Lucy..
Jae
"Find a way back to the path or choose a new one.." Strong line. It expresses power and vulnerability at the same time. Cheers
Absolutely gorgeous poem.
Thank you for visiting luminair and Marita..Jae
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