The Promenade, 1918, by Marc Chagall
Image offered by Tess for this week's writing prompt on Mag 173.
Image offered by Tess for this week's writing prompt on Mag 173.
I Shall Dare To Pray
I would pray you to
come back to earth if I thought
it would do any
good - if you ever
listened to me anyhow.
There you are floating
along sideways just
barely touching my outstretched
uncertainty, just
about to depart
forever into lala
voh deeoh doh dum.
I'm in the green sea
of my old hesitation
and suggest you doubt
my wide post war grin.
June 16, 2013 10:16 AM
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... 'forever into lala voh deeoh doh dum'~~ from an old hippie? This is priceless!
ReplyDeleteActually comes modified from a reminiscence of a song "Listen To The Children" I used to sing in choir about the conflict in Bosnia and what it did to the innocents.
DeleteSkillful and somewhat wise.
ReplyDeleteThat's how I think of myself, somewhat unpredictably wise :D
DeleteReading this brought to mind another blogger with whom I am in touch.
ReplyDeleteAll my life I have been familiar to people who just now meet me in some one or another context. It's one of the minor mysteries of my life.
Delete"...barely touching my outstretched uncertainty" ...oh I love! And that wide post-war grin!
ReplyDeletePeople will mask their true face for many reasons.
Deletethe green sea of my old hesitation...what a thought.
ReplyDeleteHow else to describe the undulations beneath the man?
DeleteOh, your words resonate with me so deeply.
ReplyDelete"outstretched uncertainty" is awesome!
ReplyDeleteIt's a clue, no? "widespread nematodes of error", "underground sniveling", "his faltering saturnine wince", "snaggle toothed philosophy" and so on...
DeleteTry it yourself but use it somewhat sparingly. In this poem I crossed the metaphor twice and it is perhaps one too many.