When you would have me
Still, and restful, and serene
I cannot help but shift, drum fingers
And move to a rhythm in my head.
When you ask that I simply exist
Unleavened, and therefore, unpounded
How – How, I ask, can I be that
Which I can’t. Ever.
You may have left that fizz aside.
But boy, have I got enough, within!
That niggles, and nudges, and
Slowly, then steadily, and rapidly
Bubbles forth.
You wanted a model;
Perhaps a mendicant, of the soul;
That you could, then mould.
But- May I, myself, form into the
Shapes of my dreams?
Mould into them,
Lest I mold.
4 June, 2013
Online. In anticipation, of cross-currents, and cross-wiring.
Sigh. I know. I’m in need of some rest 😛
June 4, 2013 at 9:42 pm
and such is marriage
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June 4, 2013 at 9:45 pm
Sigh. Sometimes. Make that most times.
Thank you, Hrishi.
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June 4, 2013 at 9:58 pm
Sometimes all of this makes me think.. One marries the other for a particular (or set of ) reason of aspect and then once all the molding and nudging has been done, they’re not the person you married any more
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June 4, 2013 at 9:59 pm
I gather, I must leave this for a different post..
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June 4, 2013 at 10:15 pm
Very true, that perspective. And that;s just one of many. Thank you for the delineation and the fleshing out of your thoughts. 🙂
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June 4, 2013 at 10:16 pm
And well, if it still calls to other thoughts within, I’d say I am blessed. 🙂
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June 4, 2013 at 10:22 pm
I feel the same at times , this pull to mold and yet the push to hold.
Lovely lines .. there is a certain free spirit in this.
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June 5, 2013 at 4:37 pm
Thank you ladynimue 🙂
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June 5, 2013 at 4:57 am
But- May I, myself, form into the
Shapes of my dreams?
Mould into them,
Lest I mold.
You echoed my thoughts here… 🙂 As long as we don’t try to model the other person based on your dreams , it is Ok. But it is so hard not to do it with your Kids,, 😛
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June 5, 2013 at 4:38 pm
Sunitha, I know 🙂 It really is difficult not to do this with our own little ones… and even the big ones 🙂 Thank you for the perspective!
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June 5, 2013 at 10:44 pm
With you there is something amiss
that you can manage to miss
to hear the sound of my inner hiss
for I don’t consider it a bliss
to live life like this
that of a mime doll with a permiss.
Liked it immensely.
I think you shouldn’t be cross wired but instead be wired for sound ( Cliff Richards) 🙂
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June 10, 2013 at 11:51 pm
With me there is much amiss
For all I hear is that inner hiss
But, in ignorance there is bliss
And with awesome comments such as this 🙂
Govind. Thank you 🙂
Cliff Richards too. Sigh. 🙂
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