Some days,
I want to hiss and burble
splurting old rusted words
and tears everywhere
as I break my rotting hold
on existence
that has gone beyond
its expiry date.
Some days,
no amount of
trying, tape or trauma
can revive
past due promises
that remember
those shiny hopes
of yesterday's beginnings.
Some days,
I pray
for the pipes to burst,
the dam to flow
so i can rip out
my old decayed heart
filled with detritus and disease.
Aye; yet replace with plumbing brilliant and new.
Some days...
Some days,
I ponder
wondering what to write
thus I visit friends
and pick up inspiration
where I may
like today
with my visit to Magpie Tales.
I have days like this. "...old rusted words" is brilliant. Great Mag!
ReplyDeletesmiles. wonderfully played...i feel the yearning in a few of those lines...i tend to like the color of rust...and as i told jinksy...there are lenty of artists that can take old pies and make a beautiful sculpture...
ReplyDeleteFaaaaabulous poem to go with a awesome photo!
ReplyDeleteYour words in this piece touch me deeply, because I too have felt this way. In fact, you speak for many.
"as I break my rotting hold
on existence
that has gone beyond
its expiry date."
Brilliant!
Thank you for sharing!
P.S. I stopped by Magpie Tales. Great blog!
Gorgeous. I know those days too, sometimes...
ReplyDeleteThanks Willow. I have to say you come up with some creative prompts. Fun to run in your own direction with someone else's ball
ReplyDeleteTouche Brian, you are right. Taking old pipes to turn them into a new valuable piece; a worthy endeavor.
ReplyDeleteXX to you Ron. Thank you my friend. And yes Magpie tales are a fun place for people to get creative.
ReplyDeletemethinks the heart is feeling something that it has yet to spring on me miss c. perhaps it is that monday thing... non?
ReplyDeleteCheeky bugger! The last stanza show you are kidding about the others. I read it through several times and thought 'this isn't the real kkrige!' Some nice ideas in a well written poem, but he is really much happier than that. (I hope). :-)
ReplyDeleteI think we all have "some days" like yours...but shiny hopes remain!
ReplyDeleteOoooooh, so much emotion under your surface! I think I need to wish you a happy day!
ReplyDeleteHi there..I followed Ron over (so BLAME him).
ReplyDeleteGreat poem and isn't it amazing that sometimes just the simple inspiration of our friends is all we need.
Great site and I am going to dig in some more.
We all have our days Stafford. Thanks for popping in today and giving me the smiles I always desire by a visit to your loverly blog.
ReplyDelete* definitely shiny hopes Lyn
ReplyDelete* aw Helen, you are a sweet heart. Thanks
Well it is nice to meet you finallygettingtoeven. Any friend of Ron is a friend of mine so welcome to my home! Kick your shoes off and stay a while :)
ReplyDeleteWe can all use another friend some days and as you say their inspiration can be a wonderful thing.