4.17.2019

Beautiful and Dumb


Time
was
we were
stupid, had
no idea the cost
of joy, its frayed edges faded,
thinning, splinters at the heart
        of things, always cold


#NaPoWriMo Day 17!
Sanaa’s prompt in the Garden: THE MIND ITS OWN BEAUTIFUL PRISONER
And Skylover’s Word List: TIME

8 comments:

  1. A most exquisite Fibonacci poem, Marian!❤️ It's as Herbert Henry Asquith says; "Youth would be an ideal state if it came a little later in life." Thank you so much for writing to the prompt!❤️

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  2. This leaves me nodding in agreement and feeling kind of blue too.

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  3. Sanaa's quote up there is so on point. I feel this in my head daily, and sometimes want to get off the roller coaster. Really good.

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  4. Oh youth, it is beautiful and crazy. I hate it when it takes me more than one mistake to learn a lesson.

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  5. Those were the days... I'm humming along

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  6. Stunning. Brings me up short with its devastating truth.

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  7. had no idea the cost of joy,
    its frayed edges faded

    Yes, many at fault for not being brave enough to confront what joy is. Beautifully set Marian!

    Hank

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  8. I love the way the shape and form of your poem reflect the ephemerality of youth, Marian, and how we humans can spiral into a place where joy is just ‘splinters at the heart of things’. I’m hanging on to joy in my latter years for as long as I can.

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Thank you for sharing your thoughts!