Poetry
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Despoil
It pulls me back to other times
dragging me through
the sometime choppy waters.
Sometimes over the
smooth rocks, slippery from
the verdant green moss.
The mind is industry. Its
mechanisms grind endlessly.
There is no broken cog in this
whirling wheel of time.
Hidden within the footprints
of my life, a secret smirch
or two attempts to despoil
all that is good and fine.
Like patience waves lapping
the shore, eroding silently
that which went before.
I wish not to fall into a pool
of tears of my own making,
yet glarringly like nails on
a blackboard, images
intrude that which cannot
despoiled.
It pulls me back to other times
dragging me through
the sometime choppy waters.
Sometimes over the
smooth rocks, slippery from
the verdant green moss.
The mind is industry. Its
mechanisms grind endlessly.
There is no broken cog in this
whirling wheel of time.
Hidden within the footprints
of my life, a secret smirch
or two attempts to despoil
all that is good and fine.
Like patience waves lapping
the shore, eroding silently
that which went before.
I wish not to fall into a pool
of tears of my own making,
yet glarringly like nails on
a blackboard, images
intrude that which cannot
be denied.
There is no heaven in the
sky, vast, nor hell in the deep
bowels of earth, that fantasy
netherworld of suffering.
There is only this earth
that we traverse daily
enduring our own personal
triumphs and failures.
The only fairy tales that are
well noted: the Grimms and
Mr. Andersen. Of lesser note
are our own book of lies.
You know that one. There
are none other. No other.
There is no heaven in the
sky, vast, nor hell in the deep
bowels of earth, that fantasy
netherworld of suffering.
There is only this earth
that we traverse daily
enduring our own personal
triumphs and failures.
The only fairy tales that are
well noted: the Grimms and
Mr. Andersen. Of lesser note
are our own book of lies.
You know that one. There
are none other. No other.
lillypaddle
(9,605 posts)epic, in fact.
Star-Thrower
(309 posts)I really screwed up on posting this. I'm not a "whiner" but I should not be a "winer" and try to post anything! Too many stanzas are repeated and one ,mistake stanza 6 should read which cannot 'be'despoiled. The Pinot Grigio was ok until I posted Despoil. Sorry! Learned my lesson. Post while not under the influence.
lillypaddle
(9,605 posts)posting while tipsy, that is. Still, doesn't detract from that epic piece of art.
Star-Thrower
(309 posts)too kind, Thank you for your response.