Charmed Chaos
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Of Essence and Blind Mice
The slippery scales of passing time
snake through the tall grass of my fertile mind,
tipping the balance between dreams and reality
as I search for the essence of a writer’s life.
For life must be more than simple breathing,
and leaping through years with eyes closed,
or abiding by the rules that society imposes
And I’ll not follow the blind mice masses
nor will I be a conforming ‘normal’ soul.
As for me I’ll continue to shush
through tall fragrant fields of dried grass
a lioness, searching for a tempting feast
on which to dull harsh reality’s teeth
that bite into the very heart of me.
With hope I’ll find what I’m searching for
in dried stalks of swaying ochre wheat
and above in the green sea of flickering stars
or when October’s sanguine hunter’s moon
Shines its mysterious red light on me.
©2021 Linda Lee Lyberg
DVerse Poets Pub: Poetics- Surrealism in Poetry
Author’a Note: Come join us at dVerse where I am hosting Poetics tonight!
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I like the repeated images of grassland, each slightly different in colour and tone. It brings the poem together really well.
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Thank you, Sarah.
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Nice description: “and leaping through years with eyes closed,” Something worth avoiding.
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Yes, thank you Frank.
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I enjoyed the snake imagery in the first stanza, Linda, and, being a Leo and lover of cats, the lines:
‘As for me I’ll continue to shush
through tall fragrant fields of dried grass
a lioness…’
I also love the ‘green sea of flickering stars’ and the red light of the hunter’s moon.
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Thank you, Kim. My husband is a Leo!
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I feel like you become a shapeshifter walking through the same grassland over and over seeing it differently each time.
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Ding, ding, ding- give the man a cigar! Thank you Bjorn.
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Your surreal landscape was made even more poignant by the realistic touches of a writer’s ballad, and the sensual imagery.
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Thank you Glenn.
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Really delightful well thought out piece … I wont be a blind mouse either!
And you are a lioness, I can hear you roar 🙂
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Thank you!
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This is splendid Linda. Wonderful imagery, texture and sound. Excellent work.
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Thank you Rob!
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a lioness, searching for a tempting feast
on which to dull harsh reality’s teeth
that bite into the very heart of me.
Beautiful lines!
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Thank you Reena.
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A lioness indeed. That last stanza is stand-alone beautiful!
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I like the sinuous feel. The last 2 lines are so evocative. (K)
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Thank you kindly.
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My favorite lines:
For life must be more than simple breathing,
and leaping through years with eyes closed,
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Hi Judy- thank you so much. For whatever reason, this ended up in SPAM, hence my late reply.
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I like the idea of you as a multifaceted writer unbound by conventional norms, gliding through the grass however the mood suits you… lovely sentiments!
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Thank you for your thoughtful words.
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