Rhythm of Pain

Despondency danced a bitter turn
Each step attuned to the rhythm of pain
And ague ~ Oh, what an insistent pill
A tyranny desirous of a last resort
Where pain is safely put to bed
Clubbed mercilessly and staining the sheet
One pill ~ One retreat and saving grace
And despondency cleansed and senseless in the surf


ELAshley
062006.063721.6
75 minutes of brain-cramping toil
...and a migraine in the wings



..::Original Comments::..

If the pains anywhere other than your cells, the pill kills time and not the pain... it's like a hiatus, and not retirement. I loved the use of language in this poem. Smile.
Posted by other-clowns on 06/22/2006 07:22:25 AM

Ahh..that sweet brown bottle, so snidely smiles at me too. My little blue friend. Is that my saving grace? It seems malicious that such a sublime thing, life, should mock my admiration of her with a pill. Yes, as the Clown put it, it is only a hiatus. Yet the resting sage, our light and dark mediator, may too give nostrum to that rhythm you dance, and we all dance. Ask him. And later the senseless makes sense once again. Good metaphore
Posted by primitivegroove on 07/07/2006 10:14:12 PM

Not Sumo

They grapple like Titans
Pneuma and Earth
Thews locked, knotted, and glistening
They collide like Behemoths
Flesh and Spirit
A struggle evident to anyone listening
Ideologies of Darkness and Light
Soldier of the wholesome
Bat'ling that of the blight
One cast down
And one set right
One victorious
In the Eternal's sight
One cast headlong
Down into night


ELAshley
061606.062646.6
nowhere else to go for now... set it aside



..::Original Comments::..

Darkness and light is a concept of great possibilities.... would like to see how far you wish to go with it... keep posting. Smile.
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Posted by clown on 06/19/2006 01:47:06 AM

Unafraid

Two shadows
Mine and yours
Pushed before us by the afternoon sun.
Wishing that I could but hold your hand
I see my shadow
Unafraid
Touching you
While I cannot


ELAshley
Written sometime in '88



..::Original Comments::..

Perhaps, this was the beginning of your preoccupation of darkness and light. Wonderful early poem.
Posted by clown on 06/13/2006 06:45:25 PM