this lost soul needs a very long walk along a deserted beach where towering redwoods meet raging seas...
you've such a powerful voice, jude.
be well,
carolyn
I think we can analyze this piece to death....the beauty of poetry....means many things to each reader. In any case...this is effective and powerful....you make us pause to think. Excellent writing, Jude...wouldn't expect anything less from you.
Jude,
It seems like each of us can take something different away from this read. Your words remind me of a specific moment in my life. Profound write. Hugs,
Sheila
Axilea's words "artificial" and "survival" seem apposite to me, too. My mind seems to want to pick up threads in your beads of work... Following on from the gentleness and calm of your laboring, free-spirited window-washer, this makes me think of a romantic female spirit that has been forced to conceal her tender, vulnerable dreams beneath a non-stick, scrubbable, utilitarian coating. The dreams and their living tenderness will endure, but sadly she is perhaps constrained by forces beyond her control to lay floral tribute to them in something that in itself is tough and will not quickly decay. A very stark contrast to the "freedom" enjoyed by her dreamer male counterpart who is constantly enhancing and nurturing his vision. Just an interpretation of one of life's sad travesties. xx
Jude, you have given an excellent description to what I classify in today's society as, the plastic people -- those that have not, nor will never, think of anything but themselves -- the rest of society, be damned -- peace and love my friend -- Jon Michael
The hardness of the heart so very sad....
Probably her heart has been broken many times
Her heart has form a protected shield
Only time and T.L.C.
can melt away!
Outstanding write!
Sending you Peace Love and Light...and Hugssss...Morning Star
Your poem demonstrates (to me) objectivity vs. subjectivity; things vs people; someone's need for a non-stimulating something (or someone) that can be molded and or manipulated.
I guess for some, it is impossible to be real. Perhaps it stems from fear of not being accepted and loved,for who they are. Maybe they feel unworthy of love or as though they are not unique or special and have nothing to offer? No matter the cause, it is a very sad situation. Interesting Haiku, Jude. I had to read it several times to wrap my mind around it. It is such a stretch from how I view myself and my own personal worth.
A people’s heart can be found in their poetic words. In history men and women have stood firmly upon their soapboxes and street corners, rallying the deepest beliefs of people to rise up and be heard. The poetrypages.com has offered that voice a new
have alot of catching up to do
beautiful start for me here
the fallacy so well done
you've such a powerful voice, jude.
be well,
carolyn
It seems like each of us can take something different away from this read. Your words remind me of a specific moment in my life. Profound write. Hugs,
Sheila
"artificial" and "survival".
Axilea
Yes, this is what we've come to.
John
Ron
but might not plastic be spelled self-preservaton?
-gene.
fee
Probably her heart has been broken many times
Her heart has form a protected shield
Only time and T.L.C.
can melt away!
Outstanding write!
Sending you Peace Love and Light...and Hugssss...Morning Star
Love,
Sage
In Spirit,
Bear
Great ku, although, you are by now swimming on a sea of girls!
Georg
Take care,
Sherry
note: is the 7th sylable missing in line two?
instead are like teflon in her dreams
i wonder what made them that way...
unique ku...ET
Great, I enjoyed.
Quite interesting your 5-7-5
Not to mention befitting title Jude.
Take care,
Gwendolyn
Regis