The silver birch burns pretty
Under the fat rain
Drops
Drop
Drop
The bells ring
Heavy like clouds
A cold hand
Brushed against our head
I sit in front of you
Whoever you are
I don't really care
Shh
Who
You
Enjoy
Happy
New
Stop
Drop
Roll
Why am I still here
You will paint it pretty
I will know the truth
Better tastes bitter
In the dark night bath
Aching sleepless sore
With the word comes worry
And joy she trills
Jumping off the shelf
All better now
I poke my tongue out
Tie another bag
You are throwing away our holes
She pouts
I toss her some sweet sweet
She guzzles it down
So much sweeter after the drought
She smacks her lips
Wipes her mouth
Love love she burps
I am your little handmaid
She trips skips falls over eager
Maybe we will go bang in the night
Bump
Take a look silly
It will be a big bang
And we will explode
Like fireworks mixed in sugar cream
She is pleased
That she has the final word
I
Drop
Drop
Drop
Fall to the floor
In a silent kind of frenzy
Foot so tight
It curls under
So much better I think
How did I get here Alice
She is quiet
And it occurs to me
That I don't know who I am
I sit in front of you
Whoever you are
I don't really care
You will paint it pretty
I will know the truth.
You will paint it pretty
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A lot of depth in these lines Jae, sometimes the truth is hidden from us so as not to throttle our feelings of joy. But in the end we always end up finding the truth. Beautifully executed!
Lots of love,
Sanaa
Thank you kindly Sanaa...love the use of the world throttle - could well apply to that person in the other chair! ;)
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ReplyDeleteIn the dark night bath.... Love that line....
Do we need to wear masks to hide ourselves? To hide our real feelings? To show joy even when are hurting? These are the questions i had while reading your poem, Jae. Not knowing yourself or your companion not knowing you - could also be a good idea to make them feel better.
ReplyDeleteI found this very interesting.
Enjoy
Happy
New
Stop
Drop
Roll
I expecting Happy New Year... but it was interrupted, sort of.
Thank you Totomai - and sorry to hear about your new year or maybe it was interrupted in a good way..I hope so..I think other people may need us to wear masks to make it more comfortable for them - especially if the truth is difficult to hear or see
DeleteA three-way awakening! "In a silent kind of frenzy" At first I wondered "where is the joy"? But I'm thinking that it is joy to be aware and there and to know we can handle the truth rather than a few more lies. And who's in charge? The narrator is in charge. The Waste? All the lies of time, all the sugar required to take them in.
ReplyDeleteThank you Susan - almost put in the PU comments that it wasn't brimming with joy! Thank you for truffling out the awakening (and explaining it to me;) being in charge of the story can be positive which hopefully can lead to the merest hint of joy - thank you
Deletesometimes to experience joy in their lives, some people sugarcoat their stories when relaying them to others. interesting. well-expressed.
ReplyDeleteAnd other people's stories are sometimes more palatable sugar coated too - sadly true on both counts..thank you very much James
DeleteI'm painting everything pretty this year...It's all got be light fluffy and whimsical in my poetry world. If I dive too deep I will drown.
ReplyDeleteI think it's important to know who you are. I think it's even more important to know who they are...then you will know who you are... and like yourself a lot as a result:)
That sound like a very good idea thank you Rallentanda - I hadn't thought of knowing others as a way of knowing ourself but it makes perfect sense - words words indeed ...let's stay afloat
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I don't really care
You will paint it pretty
I will know the truth." ~ Such heartwarming and profound lines. Beautifully written, Jae :)
Thank you very much Purba :)
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ReplyDeleteWe all come to a point where we have to discover who we really are. We delved deep to find our strengths our weaknesses and how to protect ourselves from all those out there who are just downright mean. This poem seeks that.
ReplyDeleteThank you kindly Sheilagh A I think that was the intention
DeleteI love the throwing away holes. The big question - if I exist, who am I. And I especially like the idea of not caring who the other is. I guess the important thing is being.
ReplyDeleteThat is exactly the question I was expoloring - thank you very much Myrna
DeleteThere is joy here, but I also see the questioning and other feelings. I also saw some correlation between material actions and the unseen thoughts of people. Have a prosperous 2016!
ReplyDeleteYes definitely a few questions...thank you very much Rob - and a prosperous new year back to you
DeleteMay you experience a lot of joy in the new year, Jae.
ReplyDeleteThank you very much Mary - and we hope you do too
DeleteI receive joy just in knowing you, Jae. I worried about the curled under foot, that doesnt sound good........here we are, with a new year to write our way through. It shall be a Great Adventure, my friend.
ReplyDeleteThank you Sherry and it is a joy to know you too...perhaps with the right care the foot will straighten out...here's to better adventures!
DeleteFor some reason, I see a cat in this poem, eating gleefully. Might just be because I am particularly fond of cats. Another great one!
ReplyDeleteThank you Matthew - I suppose Alice is a little cat like...she certainly rules the roost!
DeleteShe might want to go a bit easier on the sweet sweet, even if it hasn't been around much lately.
ReplyDeleteI know - she's a pickle for that sugar...thank you kindly Alice - we will take it slow
DeleteYour poetry is a visual art
ReplyDeleteThank you very much vanderloost
DeleteAwesome poem!
ReplyDeleteThank you Amit
DeleteJae... always a pleasure to read ur posts. Thank u for visual treat
ReplyDeleteThank you very much Medhini
Deleteexcellent.
ReplyDeleteThank you!
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Aching sleepless sore... " How true!Most people are other people....but, those who matter don’t mind.Interesting piece, Jae!
Thank you kindly Panchali - very true that those who matter don't mind
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"You are throwing away our holes"
"I toss her some sweet sweet
She guzzles it down
So much sweeter after the drought"
You are so delicious. ;)
Thank you most deliciously Shawna ;)
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