Wednesday, 12 July 2017

Movement



We walk in circles in the night
Strung out high on jelly bean skies 
Powder dribbles down our chin
No way out
Or in
We sit and listen 
Endless stories
Far removed from us 
The quiet us
Two hands waiting to scribble and scrawl ourselves into being 
Movement for us is constant
Never a time to be quiet and still 
Boredom 
Endless years 
But at least we are together 
We walk in circles in the night
Strung out high on jelly bean skies.
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  1. Old Egg12 July 2017 at 04:42

    I am sure a lot of us here "scribble and scrawl ourselves into being" Jae. That jelly bean high in writing certainly makes our lives worth living. You certainly make those jelly beans look very enticing!

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  2. Thotpurge12 July 2017 at 07:14

    How does one scribble oneself into being!! What a lovely thought.. "I write therefore I am, comes to mind!!

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  3. Unknown12 July 2017 at 07:19

    ah. This one really hits home. Beautiful

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  4. Cressida de Nova12 July 2017 at 07:34

    I would not mind a jelly bean fix this very moment sitting in a blackout at 1 am on the Liverpool Plains.

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    1. Jae Rose12 July 2017 at 09:41

      I hope power comes back soon thanks Cressida

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  5. kaykuala12 July 2017 at 08:43

    Movement for us is constant
    Never a time to be quiet and still

    There will then always be movements all the time - ie not being static!

    Hank

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  6. indybev12 July 2017 at 11:48

    There now, I'm craving jelly beans!

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  7. Susan12 July 2017 at 12:27

    "The quiet us (they?)
    Two hands waiting to scribble and scrawl ourselves into being
    ... boredom ...
    at least we are together"

    I suddenly see the two hands as if the two people! and love that at least there are two. That's actually, given the vagueness of meaning, quite a blessing. Grin.

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  8. Truedessa12 July 2017 at 12:47

    Movement is a part of life it keeps us going, scribbling our way each word, each day..

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  9. Anonymous12 July 2017 at 12:59

    Scribbling and scrawling oneself into being is the very essence of being alive. I can't imagine another way. One word at a time, one page done, another one waiting. As someone else said, Our life is not just one story, but thousands of them. Each one waiting to be told, to be heard.

    Elizabeth

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    1. Jae Rose12 July 2017 at 22:31

      Thank you as ever for your insight Elizabeth

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  10. Sherry Blue Sky12 July 2017 at 13:11

    The bright photo cheered me, and I love your "jelly bean skies". Saddened by the feeling of "no way out or in". But there always is. Life never stays still. I love "The quiet us/two hands waiting to scribble and scrawl our way into being." We write, therefore we are. Smiles. (After I wrote that, I looked and saw Rajani had the same thought.) Now I am craving jelly beans.

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    1. Jae Rose12 July 2017 at 22:32

      Thanks Sherry - sending you jelly beans across the miles

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  11. Ashley Holmes Fitts Dell Holland12 July 2017 at 14:22

    gum and candies all serve,
    so does ice cream cones.

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  12. Anonymous12 July 2017 at 16:50

    With jelly beans, no less...

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  13. Sumana Roy12 July 2017 at 19:02

    "Two hands waiting to scribble and scrawl ourselves into being
    Movement for us is constant"......Aaaah...that's us, isn't it? I love that photo Jae :) :)

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  14. Marja12 July 2017 at 21:02

    "Strung out high on jelly bean skies
    Powder dribbles down our chin"
    love love
    Makes me think of when we were young and hang out
    always roaming about

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  15. Sreeja13 July 2017 at 02:06

    It's like it is layered with many unspoken stories.... beautiful lines and images...but I am intrigued....loved this!

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  16. Marian13 July 2017 at 02:50

    Such an interesting idea, jelly bean skies.

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  17. Paul John Dear13 July 2017 at 09:59

    Jelly Bean Skies brings Lucy and her Diamonds to mind. The twitchy scribbler hands made me smile.

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  18. Kerry O'Connor13 July 2017 at 10:51

    This says a lot to me about consistency in relationships over decades.. maybe we need a jelly bean or two to get us over the hard parts.
    Great to see you in the Garden.

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  19. Mary13 July 2017 at 15:04

    This is a very peaceful poem, Jae. There is something to be said for being together for endless years.

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    1. Jae Rose13 July 2017 at 21:15

      Thanks Mary - yes it's good to have a companion

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  20. Nosaint13 July 2017 at 17:44

    The parts that struck me here were the stillness or lack of, the movement, the boredom, the perspective of a young person not in control of their life and the bonds that they build with another in the same position. A frustration and a sadness that peek through the jellybean skies.

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  21. Anonymous13 July 2017 at 20:35

    handsome.

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  22. Magaly Guerrero13 July 2017 at 21:50

    Together with color and in sweet... what else can a love ask for?

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  23. Panchali14 July 2017 at 00:25

    The subconscious mind—the habitual mind spend a substantial amount of our lifetime together on “autopilot mode”...How beautifully told, Jae! I love your 'jelly bean skies'...😊

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  24. Susie Clevenger14 July 2017 at 15:35

    Oh I love the phrase.. "jelly bean skies

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  25. annell416 July 2017 at 07:31

    For me, when you say, "no way in or out"...I think, often we are in the perfect place, but it is hard to recognize. Your "jelly bean skies," was delightful!

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