lisa runnels |
After it all - sometimes you just have to smile .....
aka ...The Joy of Simple Synchronicity ... *
I enjoy a world
of simple synchronicity
where puzzle pieces
fit even without the corners
bordered - here home fresh,
from surreal sense fashioned
from tests-catapult one into a
fluff of sloughed anxiety - a
virtual world where
words float as one proned
lies as the center of a series
of pester - slipping into the
skin of smiling sage, immune
to the childish ouch, munching
on the sustenance of
the certain know - that beyond a
jello meal quivering - beeping
beyond the crimson bags of
blood dripping empty four times
through three days - beyond this
altered created universe stand a dozen
words waiting with a wink to be gathered
I enjoy a world
of such simple sensible synchronicity
as I shut the door on that truly
virtual world - leaving the forced
pseudo-life rhythms of hospital behind -
far, far, behind - until all that remains
is a dollhouse memory of machines
and smiling-swishing-squishing nurses'
shoes running through a looking glass
curiouser than any Alice as I tumble
home returned now with a shake, a shrug,
a sigh of satisfaction back to the whir and whirl
and wonder of it all
as puzzle pieces form a
synchronistic smile
********************************************************************~
* Note -
Just returned from a few days and more than a few bags of transfused blood to
find these Wordle words waiting for me with a seeming celestial winking welcome -
the poem followed from this happy coincidence :)
Wow, Pearl. That's roughly how I felt when they gave me morphine: surreal.
ReplyDeleteYes Viv - and more surreal once home for a few days out of hospital crisis mode and reflecting on the apparent seriousness of the experience - Good to be home <3 Thanks for stopping by :)
DeleteIt is good to leave hospital behind as a dollhouse memory...the door can be locked and the smile for the simple pleasures in life returned...beautifully done..
ReplyDeleteYes! I usually don't write poems so directly personal but these words just leapt off the page into my just released from the hospital lap. :)
DeleteThe small print of the poem was a bit of a trial. Seems like a well-crafted poem, though. But I hate to think of hospitals!
ReplyDeleteApologies and I agree - something glitchy with my computer - couldn't get poem up and printed in any other way ...
DeleteI wonder how many of us will admit we have felt this way (with or without the morphine or whatever). Each of us has a little bit of Alice in us whatever age we are.
ReplyDeleteThanks oldegg ... always enjoy your comments - hope you enjoy mine as well (excepting this week when I didn't comment on anyone at all :(
DeleteFrom within the dollhouse of a hospital, the world should have that simple synchronism - alas confusions rule through a synchronism - hope all is well though.
ReplyDeleteHope you read my comment over at your extraordinary blog - Thank you for stopping by and for the comment - all is coming along well - I am on R & R for a while - building back red blood - not too hard a job - vegging on the couch... after 4 litres of blood transfusions. Thanks for the good wishes :)
DeleteSynchronicity is nice when you can pull it off.
ReplyDeleteHaha - thanks for the smile J :)
DeletePerhaps in a dark room, the print becomes smaller, but it expands and flourishes in the light... Beautifully crafted, Pearl, as always. Despite the events portrayed, it ends with a "smile", and actually, begins with "I enjoy" and there is"home", and "fresh", and "beyond", and "wonder", and "satisfaction" -- that get the narrator beyond this "altered created universe". This creates a very powerful poem that inspires!
ReplyDeleteand wonder of it all
ReplyDeleteas puzzle pieces form a
synchronistic smile
Great ending Pearl! One gets into the mood to sync fairly well!
Hank
Aw thanks Hank - I'm delighted that you enjoyed the piece especially the ending.
DeleteAnd I hope you are feeling better, to be home….loved this piece, the 'squishing' nurses is perfect. Be gald you were not banished to the county and it will all be forgotten soon. It is a bit trematic, to go for a vist, let alone, to have to live there for any reason.
ReplyDeleteAww Annell thanks for the kind words and I am delighted that you enjoyed the piece - It was a bit traumatic upon reflection and release realizing how serious this whole affair was - good to be home :)
DeleteSimple synchronicity seems to elude me most of the time...
ReplyDeleteOne More Whirl with Basho
It is amazingly wonderful when it does come your way :)
DeleteNicely done! Of course, of all the moswern complexities the one I would most hate to lose is modern medicine and its possibilities! But I am impressed with your use of 12 tiny words.
ReplyDeleteThanks Susan :) (I too would not like to lose modern medicine!)
DeleteWell done!
ReplyDeleteZQ
RK - I hope you read my comment over at your blog - as a result of being roundly chastised by our host, Mary, for not commenting on any of your poems I dutifully made my way over - you are an extraordinary talent and your poem about "Papa" and mason jars filled me with nostalgia and sheer beauty ... Thank you for your comment here.
DeleteAwwww. Hope you're feeling MUCH better, Pearl. I especially love:
ReplyDelete"slipping into the
skin of smiling sage"
Ahh De - it is so interesting to watch oneself (in this case moi) slipping into a people pleasing persona when feeling vulnerable in a hospital setting :)
DeleteGoodness, that was a timely wordle! I'm glad the surreal memory is behind you now.
ReplyDeleteYes wasn't it? I had no intention of writing and then saw those dozen words speaking right to me! ... followed up by your interesting share with red blood cells speaking of energy throughout our bodies. Love synchronicity - it gives me a sense of connectedness with all :)
DeleteHi Pearl, I have just made me rounds through PU, and I don't see that you have commented on anyone's poem. And many people from PU have generously given you some nice comments. I guess I will wait to see if you visit other people before I comment yours. Truly, this happens often with you. Most weeks, in fact. We all like comments, but after a while people who accept comments and visit no one in return disillusion those who DO make the effort.
ReplyDeleteMy dear Mary - I must respond to your comment to me which I feel is blatantly unfair especially today... if you had read the (albeit) small print on my posted poem it makes mention of my recent release from hospital. In fact, I had no intention of either writing or posting a poem this morning until I noticed the somehow comforting synchronicity of the "Wordle words" prompt. (By the way this is my second attempt at responding to to you - the first was wiped away on by IPAD dying..however I consider your admonishment important enough to warrant an immediate response). At any rate... I usually post in the wee hours of Sunday morning, and I always make it my business to read and respond to those who have posted. I have come to know the work of many poets ....you, Viv, Old Egg, Elizabeth, Bjorn, J Cosmo, Rosemary, Laurie ... to name just a few off the top of my head. Incidentally, I read and comment and enjoy both ends of the process with no expectation of some sort quid pro . quo situation. I would truly hope that any who read and comment do so, as do I, because they have read and enjoyed (or not) my work and feel they have something to say. As a psychoanalyst, a writer but mostly as a simple human being I am acutely aware of the joys of being appreciated ... I must say that I am both insulted and hurt by this unearned chastisement - I do hope that this is some mistake on your part and that we can continue in a happy poetic rapprochement. As said, I have come to know and enjoy the work of many fellow poets and I do believe that they are well aware through my comments to them of my appreciation. I apologize for today's lapse and also for not being able to respond to the comments that I see here on today's offering. I am keeping away from the computer as I process the 4 litres of blood that I received via transfusion during my three day hospital stay. (apologies for the dramatic last line - but then again we poets try to have a killer last line). Hope all is well with you and yours and that you receive this response as my reaching out to you and hopefully putting an end to what I truly hope is a misunderstanding or confusion of me with someone who I am truly not and will never be.
DeleteMary - I did ramble on quite a bit and I apologize if I seemed harsh in my response to your admonishment - I do usually post as said in the wee hours of the morning and make it my business to not return to sleep until I have read and commented on those who are up and posted - I am truly disheartened by this unfortunate exchange - I try to do the best that I can do here and in all walks of my life :)
DeletePearl, you are one of the brightest, most vivacious cheerleaders in the poetical world, and I sincerely hope you will not take this comment to heart. Please take care of yourself, and continue to write and post your poems. I, like you, hope that those who read my work do so because they enjoy it, and not out of some reciprocal obligation. We're all just doing the best we can here. Some days I do more writing than visiting. It's not a slight to other poets; it's simply that I've got a writing bug, and wish to credit the sites I've been prompted by. Please rest, heal, and write.
DeleteDearest De
DeleteMy favorite Mermaid... Thank you so very much - I try to be supportive of others and did take the comment to heart ...
Perhaps more than I might have on another day. I am a little abashed but still very grateful for your needed kind words.
Hope all is well with you and yours
Look forward to seeing you around the various splashing places...
:)
pearl
It must have been quite an experience. I'm sure most hospital stays are. Glad you're home, sound, sane, healthy I hope. Good write.
ReplyDeleteThanks Myrna - was quite an experience - more surreal upon reflection now that I am home :)
DeleteTo all... I thank you for the comments I see here... Hopefully, I will be able to stay on the computer tomorrow... Tonight the screen is not at all helpful to a little side-effect headache. Enjoy wherever you are and whatever time on the arc of the bright blue marble we all share. :)
ReplyDeleteWow, this is very well written. I love the Alice references it really makes the whole thing feel just like another world.
ReplyDeleteThank you GL I just love Alice references - delighted that you enjoyed :)
Deletea superb poem well composed thoughts-flowing over smoothly as the poem progresses-one reads till the very classic last lines...
ReplyDeleteAww Anjum - high praise indeed .... thank you so very very much. Deeply appreciated :)
DeletePearl, in response to your comments above....I have looked back through your poems and responses back through August 7. R.K. Garon, for one, responded to your shared poetry every time; but I did not see a response of yours on even one of his poems. I would say he was your most loyal visitor from PU. Week after week. And then there others who responded to your work and to whom you did not reciprocate a visit. I will not name these others, but everyone who comments your poem would also appreciate a comment on theirs. One can easily make a list of those who comment & at least return those particular visits. (Many do this, I know!) If you had an email address I would have emailed you directly rather than posting here. Truly, people do read because they enjoy...but also after a while if there is not mutuality, it feels a bit like a one-way street. Hope you feel better this week.
ReplyDeleteMary - although I do hold to my position - I am far from intractable and have meant to get over to RK - I am delighted that I did so - He is an enormous talent and I enjoyed his work tremendously and certainly let him know that I did so. <3
DeleteI would enjoy such a world too!
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