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Barren
How it's been this past year of seasons when the
Deceptive normalcy of wild flowers and
Perfect skies mocked my perpetual winter.
Where there is no snow to cover and lull the
Frozen ground, or soften the starkness of
Tree limbs, brittle as my own leafless wings.
Where Styrofoam birds alternately float
And plummet, never to fly southward
Beyond the drab cardboard skylines.
Where I find no sanctuary in which to
Hibernate, to forget and splinter,
In torpor even if only for a
Night and a day, and be oblivious
To the beauty of my barren winter.
This was written back in 2009, a year after I was diagnosed with type 2, and is in my DUP competition "Sweet Death, One Drop at a Time" as a non-entry example.
Deceptive normalcy of wild flowers and
Perfect skies mocked my perpetual winter.
Where there is no snow to cover and lull the
Frozen ground, or soften the starkness of
Tree limbs, brittle as my own leafless wings.
Where Styrofoam birds alternately float
And plummet, never to fly southward
Beyond the drab cardboard skylines.
Where I find no sanctuary in which to
Hibernate, to forget and splinter,
In torpor even if only for a
Night and a day, and be oblivious
To the beauty of my barren winter.
This was written back in 2009, a year after I was diagnosed with type 2, and is in my DUP competition "Sweet Death, One Drop at a Time" as a non-entry example.
Published 15th Oct 2017
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15th Oct 2017 4:49am
15th Oct 2017 4:58am
Thank you so much Daniel. I've always been unconventional my whole life so I especially appreciate your comment.
15th Oct 2017 7:35am
15th Oct 2017 7:42am
Thank you very much with my appreciation for such a compliment, dear member... and welcome to DUP.
15th Oct 2017 8:27am
this form sits well with the content - like feet in boots in snow and desolation
That's a beautifully raw way of explaining your observations of my little piece, friend whale. I'm always deeply honored when I see that you've stopped in for a visit & a read, with humble thanks.
15th Oct 2017 12:13pm
This piece is incredible, I was really taken back by it. The imagery is so interesting and vivid. Adore it, Jade.
~anonshadow
~anonshadow
Dear friend Anon, please excuse my lateness. Sometimes the way someone's comment supports my work overwhelms me - so straight-forward is your appreciation expressed.
15th Oct 2017 8:25pm
A barren winter but flourishing talent, even nine or so years ago. This is one of my favorites of yours. Sounds like a fun comp too!
19th Oct 2017 11:08am
Oh my dear crowfly friend, to read that this is one of your favorites of mine is like a firestorm that's taken on a life of its own! Many thanks to you for stopping by for a read and for sharing your thoughts with me.
18th Oct 2017 12:37pm
Where I find no sanctuary in which to
Hibernate, to forget and splinter,
"to forget and splinter" The poem is stark and vivid in it's depiction of bleakness. I love that couplet and the choice of splinter. And the image of "Styrofoam birds" is amazing.
two thumbs up!
Thomas
Hibernate, to forget and splinter,
"to forget and splinter" The poem is stark and vivid in it's depiction of bleakness. I love that couplet and the choice of splinter. And the image of "Styrofoam birds" is amazing.
two thumbs up!
Thomas
Dearest Thomas, what you have observed all about you of late is to witness a different kind of holocaust but with an understandable bleakness. It never goes away once you've been touched by its toxins.
~~contemplative tiger
~~contemplative tiger
