A Quest on Overdrive … :)

An eccentric rambler on life's lessons and mercies, found and lost… :)

Quest(ion)ing

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I work with words
Work around them
Turn them inside out,
Sometimes invert them
Within themselves…

Split each one, tear limb from limb
And share their screaming silences
Or their silent laughter
With innocence writ large in confounded
faces

Sometimes, again, with blasé bored shut down faces.

Sometimes, I see them dancing, hanging playfully
Below the ceiling, creeping in through windows
Where a stray eye streaks out to escape the
Stifling metaphor that coagulates her brain…

And at question time, I wonder at the looks:
Ask, and eyes vacantly hunt upwards,
Seeking the selfsame words I tried to give them
Only they indifferently ignored them… 🙂

And now, I see them, there, tantalizingly hovering
Playing hide and seek, as the questing eyes
Cast upwards…

Quest(ion)ing…

How I love that about them!

31 January, 2012
((Live in Class today :))

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Author: Usha Pisharody

A rambler, pretends to be a teacher, loves to dream, and go on Quixotic Quests in the Realm of Romance With Life...

12 thoughts on “Quest(ion)ing

  1. Wow.. Loved this. Took me back to my school time .(question time is the most dreaded time in class) .

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    • Sunitha 🙂 Question time is a pretty dreaded time for those on the other side as well… we need to hang on to patience 🙂 These day we get more questions, than answers, and that pleases me too!

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  2. I loved the humour and what a skillful word play I must say Usha hugs 🙂

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  3. Poor kids.. 😛
    and hey its the pressure, too many words – too little time

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  4. Metaphors are my favorite, love it that yours are all your own, not coagulating my brain, just wishing I could create some too 🙂

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  5. New pictures in your header… your parents?

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  6. Hi Usha, (It’s quite a while since I visited your blog and I today realized I am not yet following your blog! Can’t believe it!)
    Love the way you work with words.At times teachers have to be such scarecrows. Reminded me of a poem you might be familiar with:
    http://answers.yahoo.com/question/index?qid=20090114012836AAqzvam

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    • Hahaha! Bindu. Thank you for following the blog 🙂
      Oh yes, I do remember that poem! A delightful one 🙂 This silly ramble reminded you of that? Lol. Thank you for that too!
      Scarecrows and worse 😀 arent we sometimes!

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