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No Poem.

This morning
I drove through
a low cloud,
drifting past
earth-weary eyes,
a melancholy
I bite into,

afternon shadows
of flesh and bone
draped
over blueberry skies,

evening came...
broken treasures of abolone shells,
apple blossoms turned away
from the Western Sun;

I am just an empty canvas
painting myself
in thin layers,
scene after scene,

a rage of God who has
no Poem of His own.


— Kailashana, May 11, 2008

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weirdelf

weirdelf

18 years ago

beautiful and depressing

is that a contradiction in terms? Perhaps poignant is a better word. A poemless god? Now that is definitely depressing, nay, devastating. cheers, Jess
Janice Pearce

Janice Pearce

18 years ago

No Poem

I thought this to be an excellent piece, except the last two lines, just my meager opinion
Kailashana

Kailashana

18 years ago

Hi Jess, missed your

Hi Jess, missed your insights... well my god keeps stealing all the good lines, remember? cheerios, Anna
Kailashana

Kailashana

18 years ago

Hi Janice… i never know

Hi Janice... i never know what comes through me until the energy is gone. It left & the poem was finished after the last 2 lines. But I'm curious? What made you,(meager opinion, aside;-) feel that way, the semantics of the poem or the words that i wrote saying God has no poem of his own, if you want to carry the conversation that is. It's ok if not. I'm always interested in how people view any of my references to god/God. ~a p.s. Happy Mother's Day
Janice Pearce

Janice Pearce

18 years ago

Kailashana

I felt the poem stood on it's own without the last two lines, leaves you in the moment Just my thoughts~
Kailashana

Kailashana

18 years ago

well.. yes & no Janice…

well.. yes & no Janice... poems sort of write themselves through me and yes, i care if folks like them, respond to them and are otherwise engaged. so it's a dual thing. sort of like...if Mom's happy.. everyone in the family is happy, ROFLMarseO Hope everyone had a nice mom's day..AND blessings to all dads who play mom... let's not forget them. ~a
professor

professor

18 years ago

The last two lines and their tone

do hit you like a bolt out of the blue Anna and nothing that came before really gave any hint of what they said. However, on balance I am with Jess on this one, they make the poem stand up and clothe it in a completely different way than if the last two lines were omitted. Thanks for sparing a thought for us single Dads although perversity being what it is, yesterday was not Mums day in the UK, it has been and gone several months ago. I have absolutely no idea who decides on the dates of such days although clearly they are not an International-based committee. lol. Keith
Kailashana

Kailashana

18 years ago

….at least there’s SOME

....at least there's SOME method to the madness for determining Easter...though Easter this year may as well have been immediately after Xmas.... ;-) thanks for the vote of confidence for the last 2 lines... i never know where my poems take me..& my arms are bent...gotta write it 'em down. i have no science to fall back into lol.
whitetea

whitetea

18 years ago

this was

earthshattering to me. you have an ability to remove a reader from whatever they were once at and completely take them somewhere else. thank you.
Kailashana

Kailashana

18 years ago

My goodness white tea,

My goodness white tea, that's as fine a *vote* as I've had. Thank you. ~a Jess... and I wouldn't give it a plug nickel without the last 2 lines. lol ~a
S

Synchro

18 years ago

well, I think there may be some merit to a poemless God

We are too prone to assign characteristics to God, anyway (including even the name!) We are the poem writers...our servanthood, and you fulfill the role beautifully. That "rage of God" is a remarkable description of what we are, or are becoming. Thanks for this. Yours in peace, Synchro
Kailashana

Kailashana

18 years ago

“We are too prone to

"We are too prone to assign characteristics to God, anyway" I would say that all the characters are assassinated... in either case. If ya know what i mean... lol. ~Anna
W

W.C.Wampler

17 years 6 months ago

no poem poem

K, This poem took me in from the start. Then it kept me. It bounced around painting images that mostly hung together by the 'no poem' title. Then the last two lines busted me into a smile, bordering on smirk. I'm almost laughing. Thanks. wcw