Carry ON Tuesday is a weekly writing opportunity. This week we have a line from a seventies tune, I Can See Clearly Now, by Johnny Nash.
So I started this “thing” and had no idea in the world where it was going (maybe you can tell! aha.). Who knows where these things come from? It’s a lot like dreaming. You think about a dream you had last night and wonder, “Why did I dream that?”
I just started thinking about couples who are miserable. And then there are the news stories when someone decides to burn down their “happy home”. It’s difficult to understand why someone would do this especially when they murder their family members!!
It’s all very depressing to discuss. Writing poetry about it is a lot easier for some reason. So, in this situation, the “loved one” gets away! And the pyro guy has an inkling (before he dies) about the reality of his life.
He can see clearly now! Isn’t that cool? Or hot, maybe, in this case. Ouch. Burning up is one of the worst ways to go! Please drive carefully.
I can see clearly
Through this open door.
But would not glide
Into these moonlit woods.
Without you by my side.
Awaken silven hosts
And take us ere she weeps.
This cannot be the moment
To hesitate or sleep.
For time’s an empty bottle
And thirst is our reward
For daily minding thistles
In our desert bone backyard.
But I can see
This moment.
Angels in the sky!
Take us home together.
As we are one inside!
A candle near the window
Reaches up the wall
The door is wreathed
In flickering light
And echoes of their calls.
Gather up your tresses
My dear and follow me
For now we are delivered
From certain misery!
But when I looked
There was no one
My love had disappeared.
And left me with a raging pyre
In wretched underwear.
So yes, I can see clearly
On this eve of pain,
We come into this world alone
And leave again this way.
your poem builds images and emotions thru-out, but left me a bit saddened…..no one wants to live, or die, alone….I love your ‘wretched underwear’, and the idea of time leaving us to thirst for more….well-done
4joy recently posted..tackle it tuesday/carry on tuesday
Thank you 4joy for sharing your thoughts about parts of the poem!
The raging pyre in your underwear. I can see clearly now and I don’t want to! Help!!!!!
Lowell recently posted..Beef O’Brady’s Van
Haha. Lowell you are a treat!
Your right. Who knows what instills thoughts in our minds. But I’m glad you had these poetic thoughts. I enjoyed reading this. And though it stems from a serious, sad topic, it left a smile on my face. Good writing.
Thanks Myrna. Yes, it is a sad topic. Poetry has a cathartic effect.
David..I stopped by your site a few nights ago…but and thought I jotted a few words…guess not but I do appreciate your visit.
I enjoyed your words on this subject. I have stood in doorway with my shorts on fire and I know the desire to kill. Your short poem was me in a nut shell…good writing…
I admire “your walking”…1100 hundred miles…that’s something to be proud of.
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Hey Grizz! Don’t think there’s another comment here. No matter. Appreciate your comments. Thanks for claiming our man on fire! We know him too well!
Dear David,
It has come to my attention via your comment on Ocala DP that you are considering decorating your 2005 Honda (it still runs???? – just kidding! I have a 2008 Acura RL and it runs like a champ!) with an advertisement for your blog.
Two things: 1) Why the hell not? 2) Here’s why: you’ll get all kinds of funny looks; people will start visiting your blog and leaving you profane messages; a few people will stalk you; some will threaten you; you’ll end up having to move away from Virginia to another state and will have to change your appearance – grow more hair, perhaps a beard, wear sunglasses indoors, put on larger shoes, get coats a size too small (unless you move to south Florida, then you won’t need a coat at all), and perhaps take up golf. I’ve found that if I leave my cell phone at home, nobody can find me on a golf course! For sure you’ll have to get rid of that raging pyre in our pants! Everybody knows about that!
Good luck and know that I’m 100% behind you no matter what you decide to do. What was your name again?
Lowell recently posted..Beef O’Brady’s Van
Hahha. You are a piece of work, Lowell! What am I going to do with you? Well, if the meat people can put stuff all over their cars why can’t the rest of us? Do they get stalkers? Do they have to move away? No! They love it! Maybe it’s something you have to learn to love. I am seriously looking into business cards, however. There are lots of folks to give them too these days. People appreciate it to. Why? Because they DON’T HAVE TO REMEMBER YOUR NAME! Hahaha.
Business cards are good. Two things: 1) Be sure to keep the nature of your business “iffy.” 2) Let them guess your name. That tends to keep people on their toes.
I have business cards. I have sets of business cards. One set for each photo blog. I have now run out of room to store all the damn cards. But I gave out three this morning to the guys I played golf with. Stone Creek cards.
I don’t see why they couldn’t just take them and say, “Thank you.” I don’t see why they had to say, “What the hell am I supposed to do with this? The only photo I want to see of you is your mug shot!” I didn’t think that was very nice.
So, that’s the reasons for #’s 1 and 2 above. Especially if you’re dumb enough to hand out your business cards on a golf course when you’re beating everyone else in your group!
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For time’s an empty bottle
And thirst is our reward
GREAT lines!