Meals in the quagmire
28 January 2016
Merry go
Round and round it twirls
This strange world
Leaves nothing
Unturned rocks withstand all times
Even when they’re hurled
Easy come
Yet hard to depart
We lonesome
Reinvent
Weird new ways to be alone
Silence of the Heart
We are full
Minds saturated
Dream filled thoughts
Milky ways
The soul wincing as it slays
Demons in dungeons
Empty hearts
The love forgotten
Banners high
Reason floats
I build castles without moats
Accessible prey
Beast circling
The approach an art
Flanks observed
Poise absurd
Learn survival from the herd
Inner voice pleads shrill
Lonely King
Sun in skies sets me
Baleful blue
Hues sallow
Earthen mouthfuls entrenched deep
Within I swallow
Heartaches lumps
Stories lost untold
Dark bitter
Skins goosebumps
Crawling through my systems’ breach
Melodies unfold
Morrows Queen
I stitch inward seam
Zipped faces
Mouths uncut
Cinderella in a dream
Eyes in wake stay shut
Sweep and sweep
Princess rags to stitch
Carriage meek
Fire for witch
Secrets close to bosoms keep
Endings out of reach
Pumpkins sleek
Words mere empty pun
Tell a snitch
Favours meant
All the signals that I sent
Lost in trance late shun
Dervish whirls
High up in the skies
Keep the pearls
Pigs snort hard
Pick up on the wayward shard
Beady eyes and grunt
Choice so vast
Yet mind so tight set
I wiped brunt
You wiped slate
I translate the old regret
Meals in the quagmire
Reading of the poem:
The love you never knew – Stamatis Spanoudakis
A Winter Night’s Dream – Stamatis Spanoudakis
Prosopa – Stamatis Spanoudakis
The lonely king – Stamatis Spanoudakis
Hidden signs – Stamatis Spanoudakis
Another world – Stamatis Spanoudakis
To grow, we must make mistakes and take wrong paths; we have to feel the sting of sadness and regret; we have to learn to reflect and use those rough patches to avoid doing the same in the future… only then can we progress on our paths to enlightenment. Beautiful poetry, my friend.
How wisely summarised my friend; one can sense you’ve been down that path. Thank you Thomas 🙂
Yes, a well worn path, too…you are welcome, Geetha 🙂
I can imagine. I remember teasing you once about the sister award and you were so balanced about it while most men would have felt threatened in their virility 😀
Yes, i remember that 🙂 I love my feminine side 🙂
I certainly hope you didn’t learn to much more from the herd. They need to learn from you. Good work as usual.
Thank you Andrew. I must say that even within cattle I was always the grey sheep 😀 I am afraid or rather quite glad really that I did not learn much survival, only the art of living to the extreme of feelings 🙂
Shame more people don’t learn from the negative. Some experiences are meant to happen to make us better people. Not bitter people.
I agree. Growth is a process, you don’t just sprout out from your mother’s belly saying I am wisdom incarnated. It is by the constant chiseling and removal of the stray unnecessary pieces of our inflated selves that we get to see the beauty of the intricate forms hidden underneath the uniform stone.
God I hope people read your comments. Are you a teacher??
No but I would have liked to be one, so I could rap a few people on the knuckles 😀
I know you wouldn’t
Nah I would not. Never was a fan of physical or psychological hurt against others
I know
Actually I followed classes at University to become a French teacher in overseas french territories (I took linguistics and translation as options) but I did not do the final pedagogy thing to qualify fully as a teacher.
Interesting. You give me the impression you would be good at teaching or giving some type of instruction. Or mediatation classes. And I am not trying to be funny. People can learn so much from you.
I counsel people, not as a profession but to help them. A lot of my friends have benefited. I also heal people sometimes. It usually works with direct contact
Cool. The last few years I have tried to help people through positive thinking. I may have helped a few. It feels good, doesn’t it?
Yes and actually it contributes to making you able to help more people. It is like the rolling stone effect
Exactly
I like rereading your words whilst listening to the music, most of which I haven’t come across before
Thank you Derrick. The poems are meant to be read that way, especially the Shadormas I have written of late. I am glad the videos enrich your experience 🙂
Lovely 😉
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Lovely and powerful at the same time, glad I found your blog today. I will definitively be back here ;)Sabrina – http://OrganicIsBeautiful.com
Thank you Sabrina. I will check out your blog too 🙂
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What Mich wrote!
Thanks Tosha 😀
You’re welcome x
Xoxo
“The soul wincing as it slays
Demons in dungeons” — love that line and image as well as the castle metaphors that follow 🙂 A lovely, stream of consciousness write. 🙂
Thank you Melinda. Yes I guess letting go is aided by SoCs
You’re welcome 🙂 what are SoCs?
Stream of Consciousness. I don’t know why your comment was in spam !!! WP boobs as Andrew puts it are getting tiring
ah I should have caught that. I blame the fact that I missed that connection to the fact that I snuck a read in at work. 🙂
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Its 7 in the morning here… sleep tight..
Thanks so much. Will actually have to wake for the kids who get ready for school at 6 am 🙁
Now you get the explanation on why my mind is so looney 😀
Its always a breath of fresh air reading aloud your poem.. then end it with beautiful selection of songs…then i am good to go and start my day…
Thank you Mich. I am glad you feel that way. Have a great start of the day. It is 3.40 am here and I am about to go to bed finally 😀