Keeping up appearances will kill the spirit if continued
Felled/
I languished in abeyance/
embryotic/
somewhere between heaven & earth/
death & rebirth/
unearthed/
as ashes/
from a fiery hearth of monotony/
I was tired/
tired of existing in golden vessels of polar dispositions/
repelled by the virulence of subjectivity/
& relativity/
it was too high a price to pay/
considering the brilliant array of iridescent light/
that spills/
profusely/
from my soul/
still/
unabated/
by the superficiality of appearances kept/
for the sake of fickle, discontented minions who wept/
at the underside of audacity/
that lifts me skyward/
albeit slowly/
as I regenerate/
in shades of chartreuse/
& fiery reds....
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Reviews of "Languishing"
Reviewed by Diana Legun (Reader)
Reviewed on January 16, 2013
I agree with Lonnie...invites reading without stopping. This was a cascading ascent of a poem. I especially liked: "from a fiery hearth of monotony" and the 'unabated' "by the superficiality of appearances kept/" -- what an adroit way to describe what society does on a one-to-one and a one-to-group, and a group-to-group. Excellent, Shirley ~~ Diana
This is tremendous. It achieves a nice balance of imagery and use of words that allows the reader to continue along in the reading. Your use of words is achieving that balance between allowing the reader to continue to be immersed in the writing without stopping to think about what specific words mean. Good balance. Your writing continues to get better and better in my view.
Good job, great thoughts and feelings displayed here.
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Good job, great thoughts and feelings displayed here.