Saturday 21 May 2011

Boy

Feelings mislaid,

misplaced
outside the circle
of a strangers dream.

The boy

staged perfectly,
one who stood
still,

rooted

lacking courage
in his convictions.

7 comments:

  1. Awe inspiring, words well chosen, thought provoking, meaningful, insightful, beautiful, methodical, intelligent, and amazing, as ALWAYS, Queen Monster. It also stirs the soldier in me. Englishmen have no leeway for vacillation. The poor kid must have French blood (Did I say that out loud?). No offense to you if you have French blood, Lady Monster. You would be the sublime exception.

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  2. Canadian French excepted, also. Brave, brave lads. But they've been under English influence for a long time now, haven't they? ;)

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  3. Re: "Petrified",

    Yes. Yes. And definitely yes. And the favor is mutual, Queen Monster. You have given me huge inspiration in general, but most specifically, you assisted my last tag poem, all credit to you. :)

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  4. There are times when I wish I could write like you, and then I think, "Well, if I were anyone other than myself I'd be somebody else." And then there's the fact that if there were two of us, one of us would be unnecessary and you'd have to choke me out.

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  5. In fact, your poem here inspired my newest...

    "The boy

    staged perfectly,
    one who stood
    still,

    rooted"

    And out came a poem about trees! Meep.

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  6. I keep coming back to that poem of yours which you had posted for me to read in Black Madame's thread, Queen Monster. It continues to develop every time I view it. It acquires depth, and unfolds from the head down into the heart. I'm REALLY enjoying this gem. It's an unexpected journey that bade me wait, and enjoy the ride. My Lady :)

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