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Curtains
Yellowing white fabric
wears a matinal glow.
Rays from relentless Sun
seep through the parted drapery,
creeping up my bedding,
slapping my cheeks.
WAKE UP! they scream.
My placid dreamstate shattered.
Snatched from realms fantastical
Into stark reality headlong cast.
Duty superseding depression,
I arise once more
to confront my inadequacy
wears a matinal glow.
Rays from relentless Sun
seep through the parted drapery,
creeping up my bedding,
slapping my cheeks.
WAKE UP! they scream.
My placid dreamstate shattered.
Snatched from realms fantastical
Into stark reality headlong cast.
Duty superseding depression,
I arise once more
to confront my inadequacy
Author's Note
Feeling kinda down today. But things are look'n up. It's been raining all morning and now the Sun just emerged from the clouds...maybe I'll write about that.
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Re. Curtains
5th Feb 2021 8:32pm
Love this one ... wonderful write ... awesome flow ... love the closing ... a mix of resignation ... but with a glint of hope ... "to confront my inadequacy" ... great job GW ...
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Re: Re. Curtains
5th Feb 2021 9:10pm
Thank you so much, Soledad❣️ See you're dragging me out of my funk already. I am pleased that you like the flow and that you find hope in the ending...that is a POV I will adopt. I'll admit that when I wrote the line I was leaning towards resignation but now I see the hope in the confrontation. You are awesome 🙏❤️
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5th Feb 2021 9:18pm
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5th Feb 2021 9:21pm
Re. Curtains
Wow, BB... This hits me like a bullet. Your ability to make my heart squeeze in a my chest with perfect brevity.... I was caught off guard with my emotional response. To me, that's the telltale of a honest to goodness poet .....well done there. That being said, I'm metaphorically 'making you delicious minestrone soup' , it cures all ails....
Hang in there, in today's atmosphere, things can improve on a dime.... I'm sending all my smiles and hugs... (ok, MOST of them) in hopes that they help cheer up the biggest heart here among us.....
Ty for sharing your brave write
Much love and respect,
🌹-🐝
xo
Hang in there, in today's atmosphere, things can improve on a dime.... I'm sending all my smiles and hugs... (ok, MOST of them) in hopes that they help cheer up the biggest heart here among us.....
Ty for sharing your brave write
Much love and respect,
🌹-🐝
xo
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Re: Re. Curtains
5th Feb 2021 9:20pm
Dear Blue, I am truly touched by your comment. When I wrote my note for the poem I specifically wrote "I'm feeling down..." because I cherish a whole new meaning for "blue." I'm now craving that minestrone. I am glad you are reserving some of your smiles and hugs...there will be other's that need them. I appreciate very much your words of encouragement and I respect you no end and I admire your courage amid unforeseen and wholly unwarranted trials. 🐻💋🐻💋🐻
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Anonymous
5th Feb 2021 9:59pm
There’s a Mary Oliver poem I absoloutly adore called “Black Oaks” in which she talks about her own procrastination in accomplishing things. She literally turns around and says to herself “listen... why don’t you get going...” and I think that’s where I’m at at the moment. I can’t seem to muster the energy to do fkn anything in the midst of this lockdown.
I like to pretend that I’m doing ok in this pandemic, and to be honest I do try really hard at trying to stay positive and fill my days with constructive things when and where I can. But there are days, like today when I just want to lock myself in the airing cupboard and disappear inside my own blackness.
This poem really describes that feeling of personal inadequacy really well and I think I just identified part of myself in it. Hence the reading list.
Really well written this one. Thank you for sharing.
-M
I like to pretend that I’m doing ok in this pandemic, and to be honest I do try really hard at trying to stay positive and fill my days with constructive things when and where I can. But there are days, like today when I just want to lock myself in the airing cupboard and disappear inside my own blackness.
This poem really describes that feeling of personal inadequacy really well and I think I just identified part of myself in it. Hence the reading list.
Really well written this one. Thank you for sharing.
-M
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Re: Re. Curtains
5th Feb 2021 10:08pm
Dear M, your comment creates in me a dichotomy of thought. One, I found comfort know that I am not unique in my malaise. Two, Ia m sad that you, a friend, is feeling down as well. We'l let have to lift our boats together. I appreciate very much your kind words of encouragement.
Re. Curtains
6th Feb 2021 1:16am
Love the whole thing, but those last 3 lines... well that just sums it all up. Some days it's that damn cheerless duty that keeps us moving forward.
Put on some good music and sing; it always makes things better.
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Put on some good music and sing; it always makes things better.
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Re: Re. Curtains
6th Feb 2021 10:33pm
Dear K you understand me so well 🌹I am glad that you found meaning in my poem. I have a constant stream of music playing in my head that often escapes through my mouth. We are kindred spirits in this I'm certain. I appreciate very much your musical and poetic prowess.
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Re. Curtains
6th Feb 2021 2:24am
Dear GW,
I suppose we all feel inadequate at one time or another, or in my case daily 😒 but I have a solution to your curtain situation. Take them down and toss ‘em. 😉
“ Duty superseding depression,” I love this line. It so aptly defines my almost every waking moment. No time for depression- too busy fulfilling my duty to family and friends. This poem is such an introspective of everything real and I so needed to read this tonight. Exquisitely written. H🌷
I suppose we all feel inadequate at one time or another, or in my case daily 😒 but I have a solution to your curtain situation. Take them down and toss ‘em. 😉
“ Duty superseding depression,” I love this line. It so aptly defines my almost every waking moment. No time for depression- too busy fulfilling my duty to family and friends. This poem is such an introspective of everything real and I so needed to read this tonight. Exquisitely written. H🌷
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Re: Re. Curtains
6th Feb 2021 10:40pm
Dear Honoria, I am genuinely touched that you found meaning in my verse❣️❣️ Amen, to feeling inadequate on a moment to moment basis and to the laying aside our depression to get life done. Your statement, "an introspective of everything real " touches me deeply because for good or I'll I try to be authentic to my life experience.