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in the Field of Anguish
In the Field of Anguish a young round bellied girl-woman
walks without volition
stumbling, soft bare feet tremble on damp earth, volcanic
shocks surround, in
inescapable embrace, rising deep within, a single purposed searing spark
flares, in a
conflagration of womb filled flame. Her
hard held frozen serenity
surrenders into panicked run as all boundaries known shimmer permeable,
surreal, and at the
precipice of crescendoed inescapable consequence fall - as
she slides through the sodden scream soaked field of Anguish into the silent
gentle sun slanted Meadow of Bliss - sweet velvet grass
cradling new life, each
sense focused in this peace stilled moment silent but for
that solitary sparkled
cascading cerulean cry of fresh life born from the now
forgotten
Field of Anguish.
It sounds as if you've described a panic attack.
ReplyDeleteVery vivid imagery. Lovely.
Ooh interesting take on the poem.
ReplyDeleteI'm all for the Meadow of Bliss. An exciting write.
ReplyDeleteI felt the tension, just reading this piece. Pearl, you are astonishing (and write astonishingly too) - but as Viv says, I'm all for a Meadow of Bliss, too. ☼
ReplyDeleteOoooh thank you so very much... you astonish me with such comments :)
DeleteFrom the field of anguish to the meadow of bliss... great image, Pearl!
ReplyDeleteI definitely feel the anguish. And "fresh life born of the now forgotten" is cool!
ReplyDeleteIt rises to an anguished crescendo and then softly releases with a gentle bliss...birth! love it!
ReplyDeleteThis is powerful writing.....one feels the crescendo of pain, and then the relief of the grassy meadow and the cry of new life.
ReplyDeleteThank you Cheryl...like having a "cool line". Much appreciated!
ReplyDeleteOh my Janet... I'm loving the love! Thank you:)
ReplyDeleteSherry ....much thanks ....much appreciation ....I left a comment on your albatross name poem...great writing...
ReplyDeleteExcellent poem with pain and redemption. Love this one, Pearl!
ReplyDeleteAwww thank you Brenda.... so very much appreciate and again CONGRATULATIONS ON the debates and a happy birthday all year through!!! You have changed my Sunday mornings with the joy of wordling.... :) Thank you :)
DeletePearl, Pearl, Pearl - you have worldled you a fine wordle here! You had me at the title "In the Field of Anguish" - it makes my soul ache - and just kept going; "all boundaries known shimmer permeable, surreal" ... indeed. Very fine.
ReplyDeleteOoooh thank you Sharon - you've made me tingle :)
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