Drop the blinds.Seal the shutters.
Bolt the door.
Don't let them in. Don't melt.
No matter what.
Even if they scream for help,
Cry wildly only for you.
Close your eyes, shut your ears, smile fiercely
and think of tulips.
In a long green field that rolls ahead
To exactly where you want it to be.
.....................................
Pick up your file
Make your notes
Put the baby to sleep
Finish your tea.
Now brush your teeth
Turn off the lights
And sink into
A deep dreamless sleep.
......................................
Hey, smile
They're still knocking
Just like you wanted them to.
And isn't it a fantastic feeling to have won the fight without even trying?
I bow before thy strength, my lord, my master
And shall fetch you coffee hereafter.
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17 comments:
...what if they keep knocking,refuse to budge, even when i desparately want them to leave?
Love the title. Sets it up perfectly.
Heh .. indeed it is @ fantastic feeling to have won the fight without even trying.
But winning after trying is even more fantastic ..
This poem is so crazy, yet so awesome... very free flow. I love the first part especially the reference to tulips.
I disagree, you don't feel like you really won if you didn't try... but hey, it's a poem.
Thanks for your comment on my blog, and yes I wish I wrote more too. The truth is I have been writing, but some of it I feel like I can't post because it's really raw and personal... which would be fine if I posted anonymously, but the problem is that I told a lot of people I know about my blog... and I don't feel comfortable sharing that info. with them. Maybe I'll start another blog, completely anonymous. Don't worry, I'll clue you in.
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Lovely title. Sets up the mood very well. Nice sarcasm there too.
Oh, how fascinating. *grin*
Close your eyes, shut your ears, smile fiercely
and think of tulips.
*chuckles* I shall try that mode of shifting focus in order to better hold my own. Heehee. This piece has been a witty, fun ride. Thank you for sharing it. ^_^
i take mine black just like your poetry.
Bohemian:just sip your coffee and smile...
Aria: right you are :)
Eating poetry: Thanks-do clue me in. I love tulips and yeah, and the winning without trying is a deliberate crack of course.
Soul circling: take care of your finger. Not sure what exactly you mean or what we are supposed to celebrate!
SG: clever clever...:) thanks
Lovely conceptual poetry with a very catchy title!! Love the way it reads and ofcourse the change of tones! very cool :)
Soulless: your welcome. love your blog layout and colours.
CJ: you won't get a bow out of me, forget fetching coffee!
PB:thanks again :)
All those damn voices. Makes it easier to control them when you politely tell them to shut up and listen, huh?
Reminds me that we're all schizophrenics.
All those damn voices. Makes it easier to control them when you politely tell them to shut up and listen, huh?
Reminds me that we're all schizophrenics.
yes wat if they still dont budge?? still keep knocking?? then wat??? you have to give in at sum point or the other!!
PP: close your eyes, you'll be there
mermaid:yes we inevitably are :)
yashita: get your earplugs and smile smugly to yourself.
Tulips tulips... nice comparison.
Get your earplugs and smile smugly to yourself? Ah. Am sure eighty percent of our population is not capable of it. Do you?
Where does this power come from? And just who is this lord, master?
So many questions... But for now, I'll be in the long green field.
individualist: we are deaf most of the time anyway, or choose to be. earplugs not necessary perhaps!
Doc: I'll see you there...
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