and upon me
is grief
a swallowed marble
across a soft pipe of dreams
tearing apart walls
and scratching thin layers
of happiness
to its absence
and i see hell
as the ice cold existence
amongst the Popsicle sadness
gathered together in this
freezer life
Numbing pain
consuming and
gripping.
Holding dearly
to the weariness of misery
i wake to the peering lights
of sunlit skies
reminiscent
of yellow marbles thrown
for joy across the floor
and the bells began to ring
like the ice cream truck
calling children
for a summer smile,
challenging the heat
with melting coolness
speaking for joy in sadness
Like memories strewn
across the seemingly randomness
of this awkward universe
the little marble of pain
once glowed in my hands
and this sub-zero hell
once eased my burning pain.
like an old joke
played a thousand times
i smile in pain
and grinch at happiness
for such is the coin
that life flips us with.
say what you think.
Sorry, you cannot respond to an archived poemReviews
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...on the wrong side of the bed
Iphios,
i like how you captured how volatile our moods can be. sometimes we wake up energized, and sometime we wake up hating the world. but when we wake up on the wrong side of the bed, at least we have our memories of the days that we didn't, as you pointed out, with childhood memories of the ringing of the ice cream truck and such.
anyhow. life does seem to flip us as if we were a coin. and we can't always land heads up.
my only suggestion is that "grinched" in the last line should be "grinch" to be consistent with the present tense of "smile" in the line before. unless i'm just reading it wrong, which could very well be the case.
overall, a very skillfully penned poem, with deep insight into the human struggle of day-to-day existence.
Pap
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Hi Pap,
Good to hear from you. I wrote this poem because of the nagging thought on life's paradox. Its good to know you were able to pick up on that. I'll edit my poem as you have suggested. thanks again.
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a familiar voice...
ah, yes, it's nice to hear from you too, Iphigene (is that correct?).
lol
and the tense correction makes a great poem seemingly flawless. glad to have helped.
Pap
p.s. - have you heard from Nienna lately? it's been a while since we talked. i think she's been sick... -
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Well, you got it right. It is Iphigene. Lol. Unfortunately i haven't been on the site that much to tell you if Nienna has been online or not. Hopefully, she's doing better, if she is sick indeed.
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we should write her a get-well-soon card
right-o. thanx for the update. i hope Nienna doing better too. heh. one day she'll read this and think, "what the heck are the taking about?"
lol
Pap
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February 9, 2008