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Amongst the trees and earth you sat. Balance. The sky above you, The earth below, The water which flowed in you The flames that burn... Eyes of the clearest blue Remind me of the ocean. Calm and serene, Stomrny and choppy, The waves your eyes create Lull me. I am safe within them. Hair of fire, Your temples burn. Flames of passion Flourish within you. Eternally, You burn... Life, Love and Hope. Morgayn April 6, 1995 Written for yet another who is important to me..."Don't go there, I want to press the button, AGAIN!" May the Goddess Bless and keep you, luv.
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<you hear a muffled "thud" as fraizer's jaw hits the floor> You write with more passion, more burning passion, than I have seen in many, many a year.
Once again, this poem is not written for someone I wish to 'bed', but someone who has always been there for me when I have needed them the most. This person is fire and water, their essence burning in them, at times consuming them... It is not truly my passion I am trying to convey with this piece, but the passion this person wreaks of and who, at times, tries to cover it up and deny it....Never deny passion.... Once again, thank you, Fraizer...Your compliments cause my cheeks to turn a permanent shade of rose....*wink* Now, let's see some of YOUR work and get you into the rose-seat... *I don't think of it as a 'hot' seat, per se (there's that word...)*
Passion doesn't neccessarily have to mean sex. It most often does, I agree. But I think it can mean just extra love, extra want, extra fire For whatever it is you are doing at the time. Granted it could be sex.
*Laugh* Yes, you are right, most often we associate the word 'passion' with sex. However, I prefer to use the word to mean an exorbitent amount of emotion, whether this is good or bad is purely up to the person who is administering the 'passion'. I am passionate about my music, but that doesn't mean I am a sicko and I want to 'bed' my instruments. Each of these poems that I have written, in my opinion, were written with passion, but that doesn't mean I want to 'bed' all of the subjects. On the contrary, I want to 'bed' only ONE of the subjects, out of four...*Morgayn blushes* Passion is a wonderful thing...This particular person exudes it. Passion is something which we all should exude. We can learn something from this person...
Hmmm... what?
*Morgayn is a bit confused* What is your 'what' referring to, Fraizer? If it is referring to 'what' can we learn from this person? Well, I think that honesty and being true to one-self can be learned from this person. Perhap they don't always LIKE what they see, but they most often choose to deal with it rather than try to cover it up... The passion this person exudes is s we should all learn to accept in ourselves and let fly... Does that ansewr your question, Fraizer? *Morgayn smiles*
Lettin passion just cut loose? Hmmmm, I don't know about that one, sounds ideal, but has its downside, no?? : )
Well, the lesson we should be learning from this person is that they seem to allow passion to flow, but they keep it in check...They have found that fine line and succeed in NOT crossing it... "Wheel of Morality, turn turn turn....what is the lesson, we must learn?" Ha heh.
If you cant say something nice, go to the Ice Capades ;) Hey hon, loved the poem, but you knew that. I'm trying to catch up on all your work. Interesting discussion ;)
OK, not as amazing as the last couple, but feels good. I wanted you to work more with the image you created in the first stanza, to place the subject more vividly in her environment. The second stanza seems fine as it is, but how do you tie "trees and earth" to being like/near the ocean? Is there a conflict, a comparison, a completion? The third stanza seems also to want more- what passion? what fire? how is it brought out or caused or used? How do the three facets fit together? Each part is delightful, but they need a unifying thread or a greater explication of the theme of one person's complexity. Oh, and I think I know who the previous two are for, but I'm not sure of this one.
This poem was mainly focusing on the person's shell, the MAIN part of what I saw. I wasn't trying to delve into their soul like I was with the other two. I was trying to capture the unique way this person seems to combine things that don't seem compatible into a working persona.
So interpret- how do you think this person does manage to combine these disperate aspects into one persona? what connection do you sense? how does contact with a person who embodies such a paradox effect or influence you as the watcher? does it change you or bring closer to gether your own contradictions, or help you to understand the weirdness of the world? does this person become a metaphore for other such juxtapositions in life? or is that irrelevant? sometimes a personal poem becomes universal, maybe even by being MORE personal.
Yes, well, I can agree with that...But Kami dear, I can't dissect ALL of my poems and try to figure out and analyze them...They are an interpretation of what I am feeling at that particular point in time. I can't change that, and I refuse to. I prefer NOT to interpret WHY people are the way they are unless there is some sort of situation I want to understand. I can't try to understand how one manages to combine things...I CAN explain connections, but that wasn't the point of the poem. I can write a separate poem to explain how this person influences me, but not in this particular piece. I think you are trying to delve too deeply into things which are present on the surface.
I was always at the opinion that there are 2 , sometimnes opposing, issues when wriiting... There is the desire to hvae it be as it is, whole and untouched. And then there is the very reallearning that can happen from dissecting and analyzing you work, revising, recreating, taking new directions.... Which to do, at what times, seems to be an open question, and depends on your goals, I guess... I'm sure many songwriters are relentless in their reviosn of their work, just as sculptors, etc, no?? Hm.....
Honestly, Odye, I don't tend to revise my works...Like I said before, I don't write to publish, I don't write generally *for* other people, per se. I write to get my emotions out. I began writing poetry as a form of venting. I have a terrible temper, and it seems that through writing, I have been able to control my emotions because I put the strongest of them down on paper, and that leaves the lingering emotions. It is my way of 'thinking' before acting. And venting doesn't always have to be anger...I have vented happiness as well. Too much of anything is certainly not a good thing.
Odye got my intention just right, in response #14. It may not be necessary for you to go and change a particular piece in order to learn how to do a more effective job the next time. Just looking at it and seeing alternatives might be enough. Your work is good, so it's hard for me not to want it to be just that little bit better. And once it has done its work of cleansing and moderating your emotions, then perhaps a poem becomes fair game for learning better technique.
Hmmm...I see your point, Kami. :) Perhaps I will attempt a revision...
hope it isn't too painful an operation...<sardonic grin>
*Morgayn winks at Kami* Painful? Pain? Naw....;)
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