Decay
That can shred a fingertip
FE-
Eling slick when coated
But naked
A sliver drops
Skin sheds, flakes,
The mind chases itself
A stray black kitten
Trying to catch its tail
Seeking the ending
Or the beginning?
We circle our answers
And our wagons
Hope for safety
Yet know that
There's always oxidation
Those elements that
Betray us
The bonds snap when
There's something more
Attractive -
Positive or
Negative
That we can
Hitch our wagons to
This is offered for Laurie's prompt at Poetry Jam poetryjaam.blogspot.com. to write about rust and texture. (FE is the periodic table symbol for iron) A very late night mindflow poem, not my usual flavor, but a little variety...don't want to get staid and...rusty :-)
Well I think it's a great mindflow poem, Sara. I especially like the second half starting with-
ReplyDeleteThose elements that
Betray us
So much to your ending. Thanks for taking part in the jam!
Hi Laurie! Thank you very much--it's always scary to put out something new. It did feel a little like two poems...
DeleteClever with the FE-Eling...I like your take. I agree with Laurie, lots of truth there in that!
ReplyDeleteHi Jennifer! Thank you, love to play with the words...guess when my mind is tired it gets down to the truths :-)
DeleteThe mind chases itself
ReplyDeleteA stray black kitten
Trying to catch its tail
and the circling of the answers like wagons...cool FEE caught in there as well....very nice....
Hi Brian! Earlier this week I'd seen a stray black kitten chasing it's tail, and the image found its way in here--funny how the mind works :-)
DeleteHa, decay finds everything eventually. Nothing or no one is immune. We can circle our wagons for a while, but eventually something betrays us and the bonds snap. So much thought in your poem here, Sara. Lots of interpretations can be made, so I enjoyed reading it a few times!
ReplyDeleteHi Mary! You're right, just like your poem decay is just part of the cycle. I'm so glad that you enjoyed it, wasn't sure about putting my mind essentially unleashed out to be read, but so far so good:-)
DeleteLate night mindflow poetry .... I must try this. You aced the challenge, Sara.
ReplyDeleteHi Helen! It was interesting to read in the morning:-) ..thank you very much!
DeleteThere is indeed no much point in going in circles! Nice mindflow poetry.
ReplyDeleteHi Gabriella! I agree, circular reasoning makes me crazy. :-) Thank you for the compliment.
DeleteA very good flavor in my opinion.
ReplyDeleteHi Gail! Thank you very much--that means a lot to me :-)
DeleteNice words. I like the last part the best.
ReplyDeleteHi! Nice to see you again, thank you:-)
Deletethe circling - the attaching our wagons to other things - maybe to escape that rusty circles only to find us in another circle then... interesting thoughts...i have a bit to ponder here..
ReplyDeleteHi Claudia! Apparently circles were on my mind--maybe trying to avoid decay, rusting or betrayal? I have no idea, just wrote what came into my head...:-) oxidation has always fascinated me as a process and annoyed me as a reality
DeleteLove the image of circling wagons, really brings your words alive. Makes my mind over overtime.
ReplyDeleteHi Alan! I like that image too, the pioneers of the West always amazed me. Thank you! :-)
DeleteThis one that runs deep. I loved the mix of abstract and real images in it. Many thanks.
ReplyDeleteGreetings from London.
I meant "this IS one..." Sorry.
ReplyDeleteGreetings from London.
Wonderful imagery!
ReplyDeleteHa! Staid will not do... always on the lookout for those elements that will betray. Nice late night thinking!
ReplyDeleteLove this:
ReplyDelete"We circle our answers
And our wagons"
:)
Love the play on "FE" and "feeling," too.
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