Wednesday, 14 January 2015

Lye

Please ask for assistance
Help is available 
The nest falls
Splat
Like strawberry jam
Crumbing dreams 
And custard creams
All wrapped up in powder red blankets
Great for swinging she says

I lie lye lie
In bed

I could pour the message down my back
I think
Red works quicker
And we are so hungry
Scavenging for something full
Invariably we are empty
Like paper torn from boxes

So where is my present
She sets her lips
Pertinent
Pertinent 

Red works quicker
I think
In bed
In my modest state of confusion

I genuinely forget when I was born
Or when she came

He was so golden and pale
Beyond me
Beyond my dreams

So where is my cake asks Alice
Not that she needs food
And birthdays are redundant because she never gets old

She needs me 

Absorption
Distraction
Devotion

I lie lye lie 
In bed
There is nothing better I suppose.





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  1. Ann (bunnygirl)14 January 2015 at 06:28

    Bed can be a safe place, but any place of refuge can become a trap. Be wary. And why not indulge Alice with a little cake?

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    1. Jae Rose14 January 2015 at 09:58

      Yes..like a bear claw but softer...we like the idea of cake though! Thank you kindly Ann

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  2. Susan14 January 2015 at 06:36

    Whew! Lye dissolves. And so how not forget a birthdate? But is it better this way? Only if "it" is the unbearable in life! I like the reds: Strawberries, blankets, the blood-burst back (for ink?), and confusion. Love the phrase "In my modest state of confusion"--as if the state of forgetting the birthday (and ultimately how to walk) is part of being needed. "Add" that: cleverly hidden acrostic ADD. "Help is available" : a lye or not? What an achy poem! Glad you have Alice for company; I invoke her often.

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    1. Jae Rose14 January 2015 at 09:59

      Thank you very much for your insightful comment Susan - I think you have me pegged!

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  3. Sheilagh Lee14 January 2015 at 09:27

    indulge Alice with some cake and find some hapiness

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    1. Jae Rose14 January 2015 at 10:00

      Sound advice! Thank you kindly Sheilagh :)

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  4. Sherry Blue Sky14 January 2015 at 10:12

    I love the way this poem begins - did you mean crumbing intentionally (given the cake), or crumbling? Either way, it so works. I, too, love the phrase "in my modest state of confusion".Bed is my cocoon as well. I LOVE the moment of going to bed at night with a fat book.

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    1. Jae Rose15 January 2015 at 06:09

      Thank you Sherry - that's a nice way to go to bed for sure...I meant crumble as in all fall down! But now you think an apple crumble may well apply ;)

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  5. Anonymous14 January 2015 at 11:16

    simply awesome, jae rose

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  6. Erin14 January 2015 at 11:40

    "Scavenging for something full
    Invariably we are empty"
    We often spend dark days refusing to get out of bed, trying to fill up on sweets...but it's relationality that matters, when you can be with someone even when you have to be alone.

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    1. Jae Rose15 January 2015 at 06:10

      Thank you Erin - more clearly put than I could ever find in the chaos of what is

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  7. humbird14 January 2015 at 11:57

    Red helps to feel more energetic, so I assume it will work faster...I also like to wear red.
    A bed is good place for distraction and rest, hope you get it when you need. Sweets celebrates the moderation, I guess...Careful with lye though... xx

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    1. Jae Rose15 January 2015 at 06:11

      Thank you humbird..on all counts..we hope to get the balance right one day :)

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  8. Brian Miller14 January 2015 at 12:37

    i hope i dont lie in bed too much, you know...smiles...
    but no matter how much i try to deny it, i am growing older...
    though scavenging for something full, i think
    we all are....

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    1. Jae Rose15 January 2015 at 06:13

      Yes...maybe scavenging not in desperation is a healthy this.and yes..too many hours can be wasted lying down - thank you Brian

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  9. brudberg14 January 2015 at 13:39

    Ah. where do we hide but in bed.. that's where the secrets are.

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    1. Jae Rose15 January 2015 at 06:13

      Yes - many good..many bad...thank you Bjorn

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  10. Mon.Esprit14 January 2015 at 13:48

    I love the effect you build in here - smiles.

    " So where is my cake asks Alice
    Not that she needs food
    And birthdays are redundant because she never gets old"

    Very interesting....I am glad you could participate in my prompt.

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  11. Unknown14 January 2015 at 14:02

    Even though the rhyme scheme wasn't the same, I felt like your poem was similar to a Dr. Seuss book. At least it read that way. I really liked the part where you mentioned the jam going splat. Excellent use of the senses there.

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    1. Jae Rose15 January 2015 at 06:16

      Thanks Kenn - I'd be happy for it to be like Dr Seuss...he knows a thing or two and is better than many 'real' doctors!

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  12. totomai14 January 2015 at 14:33

    beds, at times, can be our bestfriends :)

    how about a slice of cake in bed then?

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  13. Alice Audrey14 January 2015 at 15:45

    Better cake than lye. It's those powders, you know.

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    1. Jae Rose15 January 2015 at 06:17

      Right as ever (other) Alice..those powders wreck havoc

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  14. Old Egg14 January 2015 at 16:47

    Beds are guilty pleasures, especially when things have to be done. However it is hunger that drives us out eventually. How lucky (or is it unlucky) you are to have Alice as co-conspirator I think one always needs one to take you from the beaten track.

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    1. Jae Rose15 January 2015 at 06:19

      Alice is not the best guide at the moment...hopefully I will find my way out of the forest soon...thank you old egg

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  15. Myrna R.14 January 2015 at 16:52

    I can't claim to fully understand your writing. Yet, I love it. You have talent. The way you connect your words and thoughts leaves me a little baffled, but at the same time understanding on some level. I love how you write about Alice. I just really enjoy your writing.

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    1. Jae Rose15 January 2015 at 06:20

      I don't understand it either Myrna! But am so glad you enjoy it - thank you

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  16. Hannah14 January 2015 at 19:26

    I like your exploration of the use of the variation and use of lye/lie...interesting and the line lengths employed serve the tone of inner-thoughts well. Nicely written, Jae Rose.

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    1. Jae Rose15 January 2015 at 06:20

      Thank you for your insightful and thoughtful comment Hannah

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  17. Gen Giggles 14 January 2015 at 19:45

    I love the repeat "lie lye lie" very evocative.

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  18. kaykuala14 January 2015 at 20:00

    Lying in bed can be most reassuring! One can well get great ideas when the thoughts flow leisurely by! Great thoughts Jae!

    Hank

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    1. Jae Rose15 January 2015 at 06:22

      Thank you very much Hank....a bit avoidant but yes reassuring

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  19. Katie Mia Frederick14 January 2015 at 21:49

    Ah.. it could remind me of life in a state of gradually loosing one's memory and integration of future and past.. perhaps a relative in the early stages of dementia.. is where your words take me for now.. with cake..:)

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    1. Jae Rose15 January 2015 at 06:24

      It's certainly a state of mental confusion...but cake..a saving grace....thank you kindly Kate

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  20. Helen A. Howell14 January 2015 at 22:04

    Ah to bed , to rest and dream, but first a slice of cake! ^_^

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    1. Jae Rose15 January 2015 at 06:24

      Well you can't dream in nan empty tummy! Thank you Helen ;)

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  21. Marcoantonio Arellano (Nene)15 January 2015 at 04:03

    yes, beds and dreams, dreams and beds. red is a favorite of mine

    gracias

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    1. Jae Rose15 January 2015 at 06:26

      Thank you very much Marcoantonio.... They are good things

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  22. rallentanda16 January 2015 at 03:07

    Bed is a world...if everyone stayed in bed there would be no wars:)...Alice is becoming uncontrollable...in these types of situations I always recommend a good stint in a convent with the nuns....works wonders...look at me LOL !

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    1. Jae Rose16 January 2015 at 03:28

      Thank you Rallentanda - put Alice to bed..but then i might have to be real..sigh ;) and nuns...poor you..although peace and quiet and a nice garden could be good xo

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  23. J Cosmo Newbery17 January 2015 at 01:23

    I'm lost. But that is not an unusual state of affairs.

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    1. Jae Rose17 January 2015 at 02:16

      Certainly know that feeling! Thanks J Cosmo

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