Sunday, 29 July 2007

Wired Thoughts

draping my thoughts on a wire,
freeing the mind, i survey the sky
looking quizzically for answers,
willing it to shed wisdom.

i droop my head to the earth,
asking the same questions.
rough surface ricochets it
back to my mind, unbroken.

turning to the raging river
i again try to end burden within.
nevertheless, flowing water
washes the thoughts, returning

it over again. i stop wandering
pause a while, reflecting over.
suddenly the cobwebs clear
making me feel so liberated.

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Some days are such a burden....
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27 comments:

  1. Steve29 July 2007 at 16:03

    You never cease to amaze me!

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  2. trinitystar30 July 2007 at 00:53

    Excellent poem! :o)

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  3. MissGuided30 July 2007 at 04:08

    I love this poem Gautami.
    As I am constantly burdened by my thoughts ..... some deep and dark, some shallow and pale, but burdened by them all the same ..... the thought of being liberated from them really appeals to me.
    I will continue to enjoy your literary compositions.

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  4. Don Iannone30 July 2007 at 04:26

    Wonderful poem, Gautami. When is your book coming???

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  5. Anne Douglas30 July 2007 at 05:44

    I get the feeling I'm supposed to be like a bird on a telephone wire ...

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  6. Fledgling Poet30 July 2007 at 06:04

    I understood this poem so completely. Just beautiful!

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  7. Rhet30 July 2007 at 06:55

    Namaste, young lady.

    "...I droop my head to the earth,
    asking the same questions.
    Rough surface ricochets it
    back to my mind, unbroken..."

    Brilliant wordsmithy. Are you sure you are not a Yakshini?

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  8. Marie30 July 2007 at 07:12

    how many times have we as humans looked to the sky for answers? You so easily capture everyday things in a unique way...

    I enjoyed the images of cobwebs clearing too....

    thanks for visiting me twice! It was such an important post for me, so I appreciate the indulgence..

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  9. homo escapeons30 July 2007 at 07:13

    I really enjoyed your poem about trying to elude those nagging old questions.It is so frustrating but you must let it go.

    I agree that the answer isn't going to hit you like a bolt of lightning from 'above' because there is nothing up there but blue sky.

    Jumping in a river won't solve anything either..then you have to decide whether to sink or swim.

    The problem is that some questions don't have answers. Either you ignore them like 99.9999999999% of humans do and just swallow some of the old BS that gets recycled generation after generation

    or change your question to multiple choice so that you won't go crazy and jump in the river.

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  10. Brian30 July 2007 at 07:41

    Hello my friend.

    Wonderful poem, I love how it begins and ends. We tend to look to external forces for solutions, but it's the internal mind that needs the answers.

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  11. Borut30 July 2007 at 08:13

    Enjoyed reading it. The little tantra of liberation… of imprisoned thought…!:) Too much thinking can be burdensome… I've been doing some 'river gazing' lately…!:)

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  12. Andrea Leigh30 July 2007 at 08:27

    Love the first stanza, how I often feel. Thanks for the smile.

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  13. Lisa Andel30 July 2007 at 08:38

    Bittersweet. It's like you searched everywhere for the answer, only to find it within yourself.

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  14. polona30 July 2007 at 08:45

    i think we can all relate to these feelings...
    love it!

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  15. Rhian / Crowwoman30 July 2007 at 14:20

    Lovely twists and turns and cycles in the word play! I liked this especially:
    "flowing water
    washes the thoughts, returning

    it over again. i stop wandering
    pause a while, reflecting over."

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  16. odessa30 July 2007 at 17:34

    this is so me today. thank your for posting this!

    "draping thoughts on a wire" --- i love this line!

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  17. Sparky Duck30 July 2007 at 21:25

    wow, its good to see more people feel this way, even if its fleeting

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  18. J. Andrew Lockhart30 July 2007 at 22:44

    I absolutely love the first line!!

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  19. Inside our hands, outside our hearts30 July 2007 at 23:28

    Days can be a burden but it is the release of such words that make them worth it. very nice.

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  20. Dewey31 July 2007 at 06:39

    I love the idea of continuing to try to unburden oneself until reaching success.

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  21. Finlands finest31 July 2007 at 07:23

    I feel this often. Thanks for putting into words what I have often felt!

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  22. ozymandiaz31 July 2007 at 10:34

    so as you can see, the thoughts were never the burden. it is the process that is burdensome, and processes can change.

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  23. Clare1 August 2007 at 00:35

    Oh, this is so lovely, Gautami! The first 2 lines are especially wonderful and really brilliant. And I love how you ended the poem. Really nice!
    :)

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  24. Alok1 August 2007 at 07:23

    "rough surface ricochets it
    back to my mind, unbroken.

    mad me liberated for sure ...

    brilliant

    alok

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  25. Rhet1 August 2007 at 11:10

    New post soon?
    There are 32 Yakshini you know?

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  26. January2 August 2007 at 08:23

    Some days are such a burden....

    Absolutely. But at least you can turn even the worst days into fine poetry. Nice job.

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  27. Ghost Particle2 August 2007 at 11:45

    in the end the answer is in us or is in the winds or the world? Where do we go to learn and teach?

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