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Monday, April 13, 2015

No Overarching Narrative

I attempt  
completing the puzzle
even though
my soul knows
many of 
the stray pieces
have been hidden.

There is no meaning
in these random occurrences,
no overarching narrative.

It's just grasping 
at disparate shards
of perception,
those meandering clouds
of feelings
and assembling them
into something
recognizable.

The spider in the bassinet,
the ice cube in the ashtray,
the eyelid closed in slumber,
the Bowie knife in the pew.

The story is not
that they are related 
in some meaningful frieze,
but rather it is
that they were
never disconnected.

There is meaning
in this world,
but it is not ours to
know,
so why ponder.

Enjoy the drink,
breathe in the air,
savor the meal,
fall asleep in
a naked embrace,
chest heaving
in the afterglow.

12 comments:

  1. Intense and full of deep meaning...!! Loved these lines:

    It's just grasping
    at disparate shards
    of perception,
    those meandering clouds
    of feelings

    Beautifully executed! Have a fabulous week ahead :D
    xoxo

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  2. "my soul knows
    many of
    the stray pieces
    have been hidden.
    There is no meaning
    in these random occurrences,
    no overarching narrative".... I hope it is a lack of perception or perhaps a deliberate withholding of knowledge that we are not capable of understanding - yet. It does make it so hard to have faith... but what else is there? I do like this poem and all poems that take one outside themselves to question. Great job

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  3. Rest and know it's all meaningful...the spider, the ice cube in the ashtray, the Bowie knife. Who are we to know?

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  4. "...but rather....that they were never disconnected." Wow, this is so true. Love the exhortation to live to the full, in your closing stanza.

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  5. It's just grasping
    at disparate shards
    of perception,
    those meandering clouds
    of feelings
    and assembling them
    into something
    recognizable....How much of our lives to we waste on rewind or trying to find reasons in impossible. I love your ending. Just live! Thanks so much for taking part in the challenge.

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  6. "so why ponder" ... excellent question ... we can't help ourselves seems the only logical answer. the third stanza and final are my favorite, yet they all meld well together.

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  7. "but rather it is
    that they were
    never disconnected."

    oh yes i'm readina a pledge of divine order, and the good sense to live a life of thankfullness

    happy you dropped in to read mine

    much love...

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  8. I like this whole poem very much, and particularly the 4th and the final verses.

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  9. Ah, yes, this is a long lovely sigh of life.

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  10. Yes, we all need to hope for the afterglow~
    You captured life-its breath and hiccups!

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  11. the 5th verse in particular ~

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  12. Being a big fan of puzzles, although sadly not very good at them, I can totally relate to the whole "missing pieces" theme. Whether or not they are actually missing, or I am just missing them (or why I should even care...) is usually the question for me.

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