On the treadmill arguments go round,
a seeming progress,
the world goes by unaware
uncaring.
Our minds like cogs grinding,
attitudes, prejudices clogging up the process.
Refreshing waters of peace
so close we could drown
our sorrows in them, and yet....
and yet births and deaths come and go,
rivers flow,
our minds in contravention.
Great work as usual Ray! Jennifer
hasn't it been cringe worthy ray? i feel sorry for all involved, an utter embarrassment. still, its slowly dying off!
Ray try not to allow anyone to bring negativity to your work, it dampens its spirit ?
Im well aware to whom it was pointed at. no denying it spoke volumes.
Reading this has simply taking my breath away, So truthful and eye opening. Bravo ?
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raypool
Sat 2nd Feb 2019 21:11
Hi Lisa. When I wrote this it was a kind of relief I suppose, and the philosophical implications of not getting things into proportion, which we have recently seen. There are always winners and losers, but I am pleased you have given it a thumbs up, as this is my side of a story. I did feel stifled and stultified. We are all different, and some have of us short term effects that raise the awareness bar and capture attention by charisma and dramatic effect. I'll leave it at that.
To précis my response David I think some get addicted to their own sum total, or falling for their own version of life without having the compass or experience to realise distortions. Perhaps they are the ones most in need of signposts and obey them . Not me fella. When all is said and done, poetry is just a response to life, not life itself. Thanks for your full comment.
Good points Stu. Yes it needed to happen this way.
Jennifer, nice to have your approval.!
It's good too to get your likes: Big Shoes, Anya and Po, Jon and Phil.
Ray