A discussion poem on the healthy watching of our environment vs. shutting ourselves off to the world. Being a creative artist of many mediums, I have to watch my environment as to who I associate with. Most people are negative and I don't allow those in my life as it interferes with my positive creative process. But there is a difference when we shut out those who truly care about us because of a lost love or a crisis. From a spiritual point of view, love is seen as attracting energy that pulls to each person whatever material physical change is needed for that individual's growth.
If she does overcome her fears and step outside, then my hat's off to her. Overcoming ourselves is usually the most difficult challenge any of us face. Enjoyed this thought-provoking poem, Jude. ~~Nordette
I love this cameo capture... a portrait that could so well typify many of us highly creative, lost-in-the-worlds-of-our-own making types... I can so relate; I ingest the fuel of my possibilities, as if adding flesh to the bones of potential "real" life, only, in fact, to resist entering into the pseudo-world of my own creation, ultimately proving, perhaps, that I prefer to merely inhabit the ultimate dream. As so much of your work, this appears deceptively "simple" because of the facility of expression and narrative... but tantalising ambiguity permeates the soul of this poem, I think... and for me, the question begs at the end: "Aha, but WHICH side of the door has she already now placed herself on??!!" THAT, my dear Watson, is the key to her future, perhaps... LOL Keyhole Kate :)) xx
It's been awhile since reading you; the starkness of this work is what I remembered most. Yours is a very soft hardness that always gets me to think long about what you've drawn me into.
There is a subliminal disturbance, which melds the trepidation of the character described. I liked the third person POV, which allows a reader to see the universal aspects of the struggle blurring out the personal aspects.
It seems that as the world becomes more and more complex, we find ourselves hiding in the secure confines of our house and with each passing day have less and less desire to venture out. What is the point? It is a big and scary world out there. No one cares anyway. I just can't face another dog-eat-dog day mingling with the masses. Whatever the reason, there is a type of tranquility that comes as I turn the key and lock myself in for the night, though I know that I must venture out tomorrow and be a part of the world in which I live. This write has the percision of a great surgeon, disecting the healthy tissues from the diseased and assessing the ones that fall somewhere in the middle. Excellent, Jude!
Take care,
Sherry
she sounds depressed, withdrawn and grieving the past...remedy's come from within, however they can be stimulated/fueled from the outside - laughter, music...spirals lead up or down, after they bottom out they are able to return upwards...whenever she wants to
Jude, this is exactly how I have been feeling lately. My circumstances might be different, but the emotion you conveyed in this poem is spot on. How do you do it? Is it a collective loneliness we are all experiencing, that you've managed to tap into? In looking over the reviews I'd say you stuck gold with a lot of the women here. I wish there were someway we could all fuel our possiblities. Drown our fears and leave the present behind.
You captured her feelings of desperation perfectly...does she stay cocooned in isolation, or open the door to possibilities.
Brilliant Jude!
love and peace, Carole
This is amazing and so well written. It is unusual for a man to be able to enter the thoughts and movements of a woman, but you have done it here.
Reviewed by Joseph* OneLight*® (Reader)
Reviewed on May 13, 2006
Dear Ace,
Sounds to me like this person is lost within the past. Once she gathers the courage to step outside, she will find the present, within which the possibilities of her future will grow.
Been there, done that, without the cigarette! The pain of lost love can be so hard it can blind us to the fact that maybe it wasn't the right person for us anyway, and maybe the right one is about to appear.
It's as if you entered into this person to know so intimately how she would behave. It's an uncanny capture to grasp what the mind of another is contemplating. Your prescience is amazing! A stellar write Jude!Kudo's!
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Brilliant Jude!
love and peace, Carole
Sounds to me like this person is lost within the past. Once she gathers the courage to step outside, she will find the present, within which the possibilities of her future will grow.
Love & Light,
Joseph
Paul;-)
superb reflection of my life too
love and peace
Take care Jude!!
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Chanti
You give us a choice.
Susan