the rich black earth
alive beneath me
still, quiet, aware,
as I contemplate
the illusion
that broad panorama
streaked and dotted
with people and cars
it flows like a film reel,
bringing to life the
big city spectacle
while I, vain and proud
eschew the crisp notes,
sure in my resolution
that beneath the surface
there's a greater depth
that is full of meaning
and it is only dormant
to those, with no desire
to walk through walls
Written for The Sunday Whirl using all of the words.
14 comments:
Metaphysical poetry this early in the morning is unusual but I like it.
What a lovely musing! Thanks for sharing.
Compelling and strong piece that demands second and third readings! Love it, Susannah.
Just beautiful. Last two stanzas are beautiful...I love contemplating the walking through walls to find depth!
That stanza says so much, Susannah. Nice one.
Pamela
Your words do not strain to fit.I love the last lines-
"and it is only dormant
to those, with no desire
to walk through walls"
very nice Susannah - deft weaving of the wordle words; I especially like "I eschew the crisp notes"
Knock-knock. True. Well said. It only takes a door to open.
Good one Susannah.
The piece reflects the title, Susannah. This is gorgeous. I love every word, but especially the final stanza. It is up to each of us individually to walk through those walls.
How gorgeous. I love poems that surprise a sound from me and yours did when I hit the end. I didn't notice a single wordle word, the poem works so well.
margo
wonderful use of the wordle words, beautiful flow to this poem - contemplating the illusion, knowing what's real, what's important...
and it is only dormant
to those, with no desire
to walk through walls
I really like that.
It grows in strength and there's a feeling of breakthrough.
A very reflective piece of writing, Susannah. Great use of the words.
I find it interesting that the narrator acknowledges his/her vanity and pride in the belief that s/he has discovered this greater depth of meaning to it all. It reminds me of the hubris I had in younger years, so sure the rest of the world just didn't see what was really happening beneath the surface of life.
Great use of the wordle, Susannah. :)
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