This poem popped into my head as soon as I saw the prompt. I wrote it almost 20 years ago when I first started writing poetry and everything had to rhyme. What on earth I was upset about, I have no recollection. Maybe nothing since I remember that winter in Bradenton as being a really pleasant one. Maybe I was just exercising my poetic license to be dramatic.
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Barren
My heart is a part of the desert.
My soul is a hole in the sand.
My cares and affairs are all shriveled
suppressed by this desolate land.
My need is the greed of the thirsty.
My wants are the haunts of the mind.
Desires are spires of longing
elusive, delusive, and blind.
3/16/91
Bradenton, Florida
Desires...how they shape the soul in their elusive way.
ReplyDeleteThis can make sucha lovely sad song ! lovely :)
ReplyDeleteTo be thirsty and lost in the desert. Blind desire, driven by needs and wants. Very well done!
ReplyDeleteWow.....
ReplyDelete20 years ago huh ... well you took some very good poetic license here. I especially love the way you used elusive, delusive and blind ... that is so true for many today!
ReplyDeleteThe rhyming makes it flow so beautifully...and the words have such depth and meaning. Wonderful!
ReplyDeleteThis flows so naturally. Yes, like a song.
ReplyDeleteGreat flow to this, and real depth, too.
ReplyDeletewords full of feeling...
ReplyDeletePerhaps it's because I've been feeling rather despondent lately, but this poem really touched me. I could relate to it very well. Thank you for sharing this. :)
ReplyDeleteOh yes how true your words are. Well done.
ReplyDeletelove, Melanie
Your pen sure was not barren as this poem flowed so well and it is timeless.
ReplyDeleteHi Linda, you ending is extra nice in my book, "Desires are spires of longing elusive, delusive, and blind." I still like the rhyme and meter thing here too.
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Two decades old and this piece still hooks and leads. Nice, oh nice!
ReplyDeleteDefinitely a dramatic poem! Funny after 20 years you have no connection to the emotional history of this poem ... I've been there!
ReplyDeleteCheers,
JP/deb
wow:)...very lovely poem dear:)..jus loved it:)...
ReplyDeleteI don't write many rhyming poems, but I love a good one, and this one was awesome! My favorite line: My soul is a hole in the sand... Wow!
ReplyDeleteyeah!this longing is so tough..
ReplyDeletevery nice post..
Glad you kept it. I think we have all felt that way at one time or another.
ReplyDeletesad.. so poetic!! desires are elusive, delusive and blind. indeed they are!
ReplyDeletethis is a wonderful piece of accountability for desires, needs and wants.
ReplyDeleteFun that you pulled out an old piece.
Spirithelpers
I love the line "My wants are the haunts of the mind." ...this is very true. Nicely written!
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