Pass through the door past the man who cry’s
For the understanding of life’s cycle
And why all must go through life and die
Some others wish it to be actual
While hold outs live to be perpetual
Fangs in your throat sucking you dryly
Leaving you love notes with smiley’s
RSVPeeing over their daisy purr petuals
Again beyond original intent
(pause)*
Pass through the door past the man who’s crying
Looking for enlightenment’s ending
Doubtful its lack of control pending
Yet hold outs live while love ones are dying
© 2011 Michael Yost
*Sometimes you leave it as it was.
Michael, this is cynical, touching, and clever. RSVPeeing, an inspired word, and I love folks who create new words on a poetic whim! Nice read. Amy
http://sharplittlepencil.wordpress.com/2011/04/20/laptopia-ode-to-starbucks-haiku/
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Thanks Amy. I think looking at old hurts require us to find new ways or expressions trying to convey those emotions. (besides the fact that my water pills were working exceptionally well during the composition…. lol)
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There is a real sadness that permeates throughout this poem. Especially when you look at the content of the pause – which is a rather clever device.
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That means a lot coming from a gifted dually. Thank you.
Gratitude given and accepted.
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wow! I enjoyed this a lot, a whole different type of read from you, thoughtful, philosophical. I guess we were both in that frame of mind! Happy Potluck!
http://lynnaima.wordpress.com/2011/04/24/the-corridors-of-supposition/
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And to you Lynn. Thanks for the comment and the visit.. smiles
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impressed a great deal.
what a perfect art.
A++
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Just something that had to come out.
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Such sadness that comes from confronting old pain and inner doubts – beautiful writing
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Thanks! Glad you enjoyed it.
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I give up trying to understand it; it is just beautiful 🙂
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I understand. The long and short of it is man’s questions why the “good” ones die and the ones that seem to suck you dry die, Live.
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I agree w/ the reply– RSVPeeing is an inspired word! Your images are arresting.
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I really appreciate you saying! Thanks.
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Great write. Gets the reader to think.
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Thanks Krisse.
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That man is crying because the “love ones are dying”. I believe it happened long ago, so he must be okay by now. (I hope I didn’t upset you for giving to your words a meaning they didn’t have. I’m talking about my Would Be Poem. I only saw a critic observation and I am sorry for that.)
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ok
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Interesting use of ‘cry’s’ and ‘RSVPeeing’.
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Thanks Dheepikaa.
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