I count the thorns
that puncture and
tear; overwhelming
in number and
thickness, a density
of ripped sharpness
and points, they
strangle and kill,
eventually. Extracting
them from my hand
is painful.
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Photograph: Thistle in bloom by Petr Kratochvil via Public Domain Pictures. Used with permission.
18 comments:
One of the mysteries of nature is how the beautiful can also be the painful; how we can reach for the one only to find the other. This can be extrapolated to so much.
Especially when we hold on to them tightly. : ) This is great Glynn! I think maybe a poetry book is coming from you. They're very good. I'm half way through Dancing Priest and loving it. We've had some distractions around here lately. But wanted to stop by and say hello : ) God bless!
I've seen butterflies impaled on thorns like that...you'd think it was a bit of overkill, but that's the random action of nature's dance, and I know your poem is about more than just a plant--I'll salute its subtlety by allowing it the space to breathe.
What Maureen and Hedgewitch said. Your book and this poem.....an irony is that the thistle is Scotland's symbol, a noble one, with much weight and mystery about it. "It isn't the critic who counts, it's the man in the ring......." Let those of us who love and respect you have more influence than the thorns. :)
See ~
http://www.visitscotland.com/guide/scotland-factfile/scottish-icons/the-thistle
pretty
to see
it attracts
the bee
i woud rather
my yard
were thistle free
So many border the yard. They attract both the butterflies and the gold finch once they go to seed. A mixed blessing.
but they look so lovely
but in some ways, that pain reminds us that we are alive...smiles.
Reading this, I thought about ways I throw out thorns to protect myself -- sometimes, unnecessarily.
Implicit in this poem is the question: just how hard did you have to hold to get so many thorns?
BTW - I really liked this.
The poem goes perfectly with the image - I sympathise with the thorns - ouch
Nice contrast represents the fine line between so many things.
Sure telling the truth. Always lovely and ready to "nail" us if we're not careful. Maybe it's philosophical. Hmm.
A little pain is a good thing, but only a few pricks here and there. Cat scratches are fun too..haha
Gorgeous in its deceptive simplicity. Beautiful, clean write.
Ouch! Great photo, love the images and tactile nature of the metaphors. Nicely done.
Living is actually painful.. and that is the reason its so beautiful.
Shashi
ॐ नमः शिवाय
Om Namah Shivaya
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