Wednesday, 17 September 2014

Roots

Ring the bell and shake the stars mummy's coming home 

I have been walking into lots of walls
We are the wall silly
See, we have a concrete soul

Do you get tired Alice
I ask
As she skips like a breeze beside me 

Never
There is no point in getting in tired
Not once you learn there is no bottom to the hole
She claps and sings

Ring the stars and shake the bells mummy's coming home 

I have been walking into lots of walls

The sun cuts through the blue sleeves 
Makes the hairs they made itch
Something monstrous I can’t scratch out

Are you there Alice
Always
Silly
You made me and kept me
I am in you and of you
I am all of you and nothing 

It’s just sometimes
You know
I think that it is just me

Everybody carries a ghost on their shoulder
Yours is not holy
She laughs and claps her hands

Our roots grew strong on rocky soil
Yes, we are big as sunflowers
And brighter than the moon

I hold her hand and try to smile. 


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  1. Susan17 September 2014 at 05:41

    LOVE!
    "Ring the stars and shake the bells mummy's coming home"
    Holding the hand of the one who experiences truth and lives to speak of it is a very good idea indeed. Roots are there for the having.

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    1. Jae Rose17 September 2014 at 11:30

      Thank you Susan..sometimes mummy can be the monster..as you can imagine...but even the rockiest roots hold us upright

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  2. annell417 September 2014 at 06:07

    This is confusing....

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  3. annell417 September 2014 at 06:08

    I hope my comment was posted, I want you to know how much I enjoyed your piece.

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    1. Jae Rose17 September 2014 at 11:30

      Thank you very much Annell...yes..everything seems confusing at times...glad you enjoyed it though xo

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  4. humbird17 September 2014 at 06:32

    How nice Alice with you and you are 'big as sunflowers' and 'brighter than the moon' ~ more chances to see a new possibilities...and love love the smile :)xx

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    1. Jae Rose17 September 2014 at 11:31

      Thank you very much humbird....we don't get many round here do we so :) back

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  5. Ann (bunnygirl)17 September 2014 at 06:36

    Lots of good stuff here, but I especially like the walls. Yes, we run into them often, but just as often we are the wall. It's a universal problem.

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    1. Jae Rose17 September 2014 at 11:34

      Thank you Ann...I guess we are athletes even if we can't sprint to the fridge...walls are indeed universal...getting past them...building them..knocking then down!

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  6. Sheilagh Lee17 September 2014 at 08:27

    Smile' Mommy's coming home.' I love that you now know 'your roots are strong even in rocky soil.'
    Beauty and confidence in every word of this.

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    1. Jae Rose17 September 2014 at 13:17

      Thank you Sheilagh what a beautiful comment

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  7. Mary17 September 2014 at 11:25

    So true, I think, that roots grow strong in rocky soil. It is in the rocky soil that roots have to struggle the most & fight to survive. The fight indeed makes them stronger.

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    1. Jae Rose17 September 2014 at 13:18

      Yes...I hear you back...Thank you kindly Mary

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  8. Sherry Blue Sky17 September 2014 at 13:59

    Jae Rose, your poetry always moves me, none so much as this one. I adore "Everyone carries a ghost on their shoulder (this is true) and "Our roots grew strong on rocky soil Yes, we are big as sunflowers And brighter than the moon" Spectacular. Glorious.

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    1. Jae Rose17 September 2014 at 14:05

      Thank you kindly Sherry...the sunflowers and moon were insistent on getting in ;)

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  9. Unknown17 September 2014 at 14:33

    I have been writing and drawing in the surreal as of late. I can see this as a painting with so much going on and something important that needs to be said - Alice alone holds the key.

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    1. Jae Rose18 September 2014 at 04:27

      She does..thank you Moonie..once i am ready for her to leave I am sure she will pass it on to me...

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  10. J.N.T.17 September 2014 at 15:09

    Jae,

    this was a delightful read. Cheers!!!

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  11. Alice Audrey17 September 2014 at 15:19

    How wise Alice has become. But don't bother with the smile.

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    1. Jae Rose18 September 2014 at 04:30

      Thank you (other) Alice...don't worry we keep the smile for when we are alone and calm...so it's a real one

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  12. Alice Audrey17 September 2014 at 15:19

    ps. Excellent!

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  13. Old Egg17 September 2014 at 16:08

    So many wise words in this beautiful poem Jae. It is a test of our tenacity to laugh at walls and other barriers. For all of Alice's skipping while we are feeling down we certainly need like her to see round corners and other obstacles.

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    1. Jae Rose18 September 2014 at 04:31

      We do Old Egg...I don't think I am stumbling along at the moment let alone skipping...thank you

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  14. Anonymous17 September 2014 at 20:24

    this is beautiful. yet it confused me terribly and i wanted to know so much more! lovely. :)

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    1. Jae Rose18 September 2014 at 04:32

      It confuses me terribly too blue so don't worry just glad you came and liked something about it...thank you :)

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  15. Myrna R.18 September 2014 at 13:19

    I love this. If you and "Alice" can be this close, see each other, and listen, well you are so, so fortunate. Wonderful writing.

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    1. Jae Rose19 September 2014 at 10:56

      Thank you Myrna...and when a real world Alice comes along I will be even more fortunate ;)

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  16. Gen Giggles 18 September 2014 at 16:35

    Well written and I agree with bluepapercranes. It is confusing but it still feels complete like there doesn't need to be more.

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  17. rallentanda18 September 2014 at 20:42



    Walking into walls is something I can relate to. Laughter is a good way to crumble them...instant demolition. The sun cuts through blue sleeves (nice line )and all manner of and the truth is revealed. I am just wondering what the odds are for a big moony sunflower growing in the middle of a field of venus fly traps:)

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    1. Jae Rose19 September 2014 at 10:58

      In our world I'd say the odds were good Rallentanda...and we could make short work of those fly traps together I'm sure..thank you ;)

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  18. Cifar18 September 2014 at 23:22

    "I am all of you and nothing" meaningful line, a touch of Sufism in it

    Courage

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    1. Jae Rose19 September 2014 at 10:59

      Thank you kindly Cifar..purely by chance Sufism crept in perhaps

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  19. Karishma Shetty19 September 2014 at 07:00

    I love how you build pictures. Was smiling so wide at the way you talk about hair and the monstrous itch. Made me actually think of a hairy monster. Beautiful!

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    1. Jae Rose19 September 2014 at 11:00

      The hairy monster in you and on you exactly! (Well not you..me but you know ;) thank you Karishma

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  20. J Cosmo Newbery19 September 2014 at 21:15

    "Not once you learn there is no bottom to the hole" - not sure it's wise to know that.

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    1. Jae Rose20 September 2014 at 03:56

      It's a bit of a false wisdom I suppose...like Alice herself...thank you J Cosmo

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