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Sunday, January 15, 2012

Three Sunday Morning "Vain" Poems*




The following three poems were written inspired from by the following words provided by 
The Sunday Whirl courtesy of Henry Thoreau's Walden via Barbara Yates Young  


vain, dotted, dormant, reel, kneeling, surface, still  
spectacle, depth, resolution, contemplate, broad, crisp

1- IN THE VAIN

In The Vain,  dotted with dormant putrification of consequential action sprung to pustulating spectacle - they, the legions  of crisp charred flesh,  reel, exposed in true burned bare form - kneeling on the surface of the broad road - the stench of careless flung hatred, scorn, vapid lethal indifference, the depth of their former indifference powerless as a bubble on the air -  now they stare at the ruin of idled hands and contemplate in ribbons of finally felt pain their resolution to do better, oh so far better, in the future of a never promised tomorrow.    




2- OH YES YOU'RE SO VAIN*

oh yes, you're so vain
just like the song - surface still
spectacle - kneeling


on the dotted rug
to contemplate your broad face
check resolution

in the mirrored floor
gauging depth of expected
reel. Crisp you rise


3- DRAINED OF VAIN

On the still lake there at the edge she stands
Watching the v dotted flight of Canada geese
As all senses coalesce tumbling on the verge
of reel force her gently unfolding down drained of vain
To kneeling on the surface of the spectacle of
The depth of life sweeping through the crisp new
Morning air its depth too chasmic to contemplate
Despite her broad intention as she walked bare footed
Chilled in her dotted night dress to contemplate
On the still lake




16 comments:

  1. I especially like the second one... I loved that song.

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  2. I like them all, each so different and the first so dark and macabre indeed. I especially like the last piece, beautiful.

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  3. I thoroughly enjoyed the variety.

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  4. That first poem is brilliant in its commitment to conveyance of emotion and outrage. Reads like lava flowing hot and fast following internal pressure beyond limits.

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  5. Wow! thanks Kim - the first is the kind of poem that for some reason these given Wordle words seem to generate - a flash of some kind of usually macabre land.. I am deeply moved and encouraged by your comment - off to your site!

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  6. Inspiration abounds. Three different directions down the same avenue. Beautiful!

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  7. The first... definitely they first! Amazing poetry!

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  8. Oh thank you Cheryl and thank you Kellie...
    As for "the first" that is the typical sort of odd poetry that arrives with each batch of presented words - I am delighted you enjoyed... off to your site!

    THANK YOU AGAIN :)

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  9. beautiful Pearl, love this "Watching the v dotted flight of Canada geese
    As all senses coalesce tumbling on the verge"

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  10. Dearest Laura - I embrace your comment with deep gratitude - a moving honor that I cherish - your blog and sensibility is exquisite - I will be more than an passing visitor - there is much to be learned. Thank you ...

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  11. Beautifully crisp words..and I love your small stones series too..how can I follow your site? I looked for the follow widget but failed to find! Thank you also for your lovely comment..jae

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  12. both are excellent poems. Love that both are different tone .

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  13. Dear Jae thank you for the wonderfully kind words I had reconfigured my "follow me" widget thanks to you :)

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  14. Cathy thank you for the visit delighted you enjoyed .... Wow sn "excellent?" feel like a little girl running home with a great report card....THANK YOU :)

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  15. The first one - scary. The second - so very Carly Simon; I can see why the song started playing on your mental turntable and why it will be looping on my mental iPod all night. The third - so close to home. When we're drained of vain, contemplation comes much more easily, as does stillness.

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    1. Oh thank you so very much Traci for taking the time to read and comment on all three :)

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