My friend Ann has moved her blog, “At Home With Ann” to wordpress so I popped over there to have a look and found a bunch of poems that could have been ripped from the bleeding entrails of my soul.
If you can tear yourself away from the “penis peppers” and scroll down a bit you will find:-
Who knows
If you can tear yourself away from the “penis peppers” and scroll down a bit you will find:-
Who knows
Conscience
Love or Lust
Moral Dilemma
After reading them I was prompted to leave the following poem as a comment.
Thank you Ann for being not only a friend but also a kindred spirit and an inspiration.
Love or Lust
Moral Dilemma
After reading them I was prompted to leave the following poem as a comment.
Thank you Ann for being not only a friend but also a kindred spirit and an inspiration.
Tangled Imobility
Is it naive then to seek out the bright spots of colour?
Among the tangled bracken of past mistakes.
If I spot a wild and beautiful flower,
Should I pluck it from the ground?
Inhale its sweet aroma?
Hold it close to my heart?
To become another corpse in my compost of regrets.
If I pass on and leave it unexplored,
Will it not still become an error to abhor?
My heart reaches out; my mind stays the hand,
Frozen by inaction,
I become joy's executioner.
by Cathy
14 comments:
it was beautiful as a comment
but posted here adds a whole
new light and dimension and a
meaning I am only too aware of
and too afraid to follow
thank you for the link
Cathy, all these poems were
posted on my London~Love~Verse
blog... I have imported them
to wordpress and am in the
process of categorising them.
They will be classed as they
were in my old blogs; my stuff,
poetry and vincent-verse.
It's taking time, so I'm pacing
myself
take care sweetheart
lotsa luv ann xxxxx
Pluck the flower. Smell it, enjoy it. Beauty unappreciated is beauty lost. Just dont pick too many. Cheers Cathy!!
Ditto what Matt said.
Your words are always wonderful, even when inspired by pain.
Peace to you.
it is a conundrum indeed. what to do...what to do...
That was really cool!
Wow!
Cathy, I clicked my way over to Ann’s blog and found it to be enchanting. Thanks for the link.
“Tangled Imobility” is mesmerizing. I became entranced in my own memories until found myself again listening to a wise Zen master I knew 35 or so years ago. Thank you for enabling me to take that path.
I've followed Ann for a while and her words inspire me, as do yours.
The last two lines are so good--that living on a line where nothing is clear, where the good and the bad are flip sides of the same coin.
"To become another corpse in my compost of regrets"
wow!
tc
Strong stuff sis, beautifully written.
Wow. I really like your poem. It's WAY better than a whole peck of "penis peppers"!
ann.pacing is the only way to go. LOL.
matt- man, thanks a bunch bud.
travis,you are too kind :)
lime, and I have trouble choosing an icecream flavour!
myutopia glad you liked it.
val, you talk too much, LOL!
ss nick, enchanting is an excellent way to describe the lovely ann.
queenie, girls are so GOOD! lol.
jocelyn, TELL ME ABOUT IT!
TC, I was worried that that line was too twee, glad you liked it.
puerileuwaite,thanks, I think.
I can't believe nobody mentioned the dandelion clock!
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