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DRIVEN

I expend the night beneath
the shaded light where I am
a true contender on this
backwoods stage.

Once aggrieved lost love
conceived once then again
yet still the bastion of my
Barron estate becoming the
outcrop of my fascination.

Similarities blending thoughts
projecting towards the azure sky.
where under it I lie.

soft whispers
the pattern of broken silence
impressions passed between
remembering the best of it the cream.

Rousing overtones of scattered conversations.
— ziggy, May 20, 2010

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xena465

xena465

16 years ago

Nice one Zigs

I love the cream part...lovely visions. Rosina xena465
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ziggy

16 years ago

hi rosina

hi, there is alot of me in this one , i could explain it all but we know what that might envoke lol , thank you for your kind words as always ,,,,zigs
xena465

xena465

16 years ago

Spoilsport...

Do tell Ziggy! Rosina xena465
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ziggy

16 years ago

just for you here is my thoughts behind this one .

" (I expend the night beneath the shaded light)" in short that line is just a starting point as to where i spend my evening in doors under the room light, where i live is sparsely populated so hence my use of "backwoods" next lines " once aggrieved lost love concieved once then again " this is regard to my two kids which i don`t see as much as i want to and have missed out so much as they have grown up now 10 and 11, even as i hear all about what they get up to and give them all i can it`s not the same as living daily with them so hence the words i use its a loss of sorts. when i said " "once then again" that basicly to ME means both my kids a sort of loss on what i have missed out on . next lines " yet still the bastion of my barron estate becoming the outcrop of my fasination ", this is about where i live which is where we all lived as a family," bastion" meaning projecting part of a fortification " meaning this is how i see my self a lone figure standing out from where i dwell/live. the line "becoming the outcrop of my fasination " outcrop, meaning part of a rock formation that sticks out of the earth, and as a stonemason by trade that is something i take great pride in and do enjoy hence my choice of words. next line "simillarities blending thoughts projecting towards the azure sky " the first part of that line is a follow on from the end of last verse the simillarities blending between the outcrop/stone formations and my love of it. and how i often am found day dreaming my thoughts ascending. " soft whispers the pattern of broken silence" this is a rememberance of days thoughts conversations that when remembered as i do i smile as where i say remembering the best of it the cream. lastly " rousing overtones of scattered conversations is just a summimg up of the previous verse as to wake up different meaning to things that happened and how our opinions of them can change, thats it i know none of this is totally clear to see i my words but it`s how i choose to write right or wrong good or crap i don`t really care what others think to much and that is why i don`t explain my poems to often as others might take something very different from them and my explaination can ofset what others MIGHT be able to take from it , lol so now i did this just for you xena...............zigs
xena465

xena465

16 years ago

WoW Zigs

What a lovely, but sad story. I'm so glad that you explained this to me, I was being a bit naughty with the cream bit, sorry. As you know, it's not always easy, with any poem, to get the true depth of the write and this poem means so much more to me now...Suuuuper my wee Ziggy. Rosina xena465
Hooded Stranger

Hooded Stranger

16 years ago

These recent poems of yours...

...are just running free like the wind. You have yet again captured a moment and painted an image with words. I understand your use of 'backwoods' now...I had wrongly assumed it was a Ziggy Typo!, but alas, I was wrong. I have a suggestion. I have typed out my suggestion for you to see: Similarities blending thoughts projecting towards the azure sky where under it I lie. Soft whispers the pattern of broken silence impressions passed between remembering the best of it the cream. Anyway, yet again you amaze me with your skill and craft. I would have called this piece 'Enda' regards my friend, HS ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- "With all that I am and all that I could be, I walk this earth and yet nobody sees me".
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ziggy

16 years ago

hi

hood i was so sure i replyed to this , there must be a wee neo elf stealing my replys lol, i know your advise is correct i dont seem to put much thought in to the way i lay out the lines , i must amend this ha ha" backwoods " i don`t catch you out to often with words do i hood he he . call it enda , mmmm how about endastory lol. chat soon mr HOOD
Candlewitch

Candlewitch

16 years ago

Dear Friend Ziggy

I, too am in awe of your talent, and how it takes shape. I do agree with Dan's suggestions. Great poem! Always, Cat
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ziggy

16 years ago

cat

cat ,such a very kind comment coming from someone as your self , i still have much to learn but i am in no hurry lol many thanks my friend rest up chat soon ,,,,,,,zigs
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magics02

16 years ago

I for one

Loved the poem and also your thoughts behind it. A father lost in the midst of longing for his children and how gracefully you displayed it all in your poem Zigs. I commend this write and your grand explantions as there is a side that also comes out in all of which we write of and for. Your a gem, you Ziggy friend and I feel the same as you, if someone wants to blow my poem to the winds I am fine with it and there are some that get it and it works for them and that is what this workshop is and should be for one and all of us. Blessings to you from far away Love,Mona xxoxoxo TIME well spent is TIME well lived
Seren

Seren

16 years ago

Dear Ziggy

there is a detached quality to this one ... but I loved it sorry to be late to the page love and hugs JayCee x x ("Quote:-For every beauty there is an eye somewhere to see it. For every truth there is an ear somewhere to hear it. For every love there is a heart somewhere to receive it.-Ivan Panin")
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ziggy

16 years ago

jayne

hi jayne, no worries about been late to reply i am even later, lol i ahve not been here much this last few days ya know life gets in the way lol cheers chat soon ,,,,,,,,zigs
loved

loved

16 years ago

lovely words

//soft whispers the pattern of broken silence impressions passed between remembering the best of it the cream.// To improve the perfume the Rose poem has been brushed as advised do still continue to be my guide and upon metaphors Teach me how to ride www.triond.com lovelyhoney
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ziggy

16 years ago

hi loved

hi there cheers , chat soon when time lets me ,,,,,,,,,,,,,,zigs