JoelJosol Posted May 24, 2009 Share Posted May 24, 2009 The dinner is cold, a seat remains vacant. I wait like a wife for a knock on the door of my thoughts. Perhaps, tonight, like a husband words will come, to spill like seeds. Quote "Words are not things, and yet they are not non-things either." - Ann Lauterbach Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
rumisong Posted May 24, 2009 Share Posted May 24, 2009 JoelJosol wrote: like a husband words will come, and spill like seeds. what a great reference this is... it caused me to wonder, "So, is this called Poetic Husbandry?" I really like what there is to look at in this succinct piece... nice gift Joel... Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
rhymeguy Posted May 24, 2009 Share Posted May 24, 2009 This seems like a metaphor for those times in our lives when the inspiration and the words just won't come; we anxiously wait and hope that they will come home to us. You have presented such a thought and feeling very well. Thank you for this picture, rg Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
waxwings Posted May 24, 2009 Share Posted May 24, 2009 JoelJosol wrote: The dinner is cold, a seat remains vacant. I wait ... for a knock on the door of my thoughts. A poem that shows a multiple insight, on things that happem to us...as poets or just plain humans. I enjoyed the whole, but the excerpt above is the crux for me. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
dr_con Posted May 24, 2009 Share Posted May 24, 2009 Perhaps, tonight, like a husband words will come and spill like seeds. Another brilliant piece- simple like a flower as PIL used to say, which is a very complicated thing;-) The above is my favorite, you upped the ante on the first 'feminine' metaphor perfectly capturing the non-dual moment by bringing the opposites together as the subtle complimentaries they are. Well, well done- I think its about time to publish, besides on a forum;-) DC Quote thegateless.org Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
JoelJosol Posted May 24, 2009 Author Share Posted May 24, 2009 @ rumisong, you made me laugh! @ rhymeguy, precisely the sentiment. Thanks. @ waxwings, thanks too. @DC, am contented with keeping this aging mind active :-) Thanks. Quote "Words are not things, and yet they are not non-things either." - Ann Lauterbach Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
tonyv Posted May 24, 2009 Share Posted May 24, 2009 I, too, liked how this worked on several different levels, Joel. Tony Quote Here is a link to an index of my works on this site: tonyv's Member Archive topic Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Aleksandra Posted June 10, 2009 Share Posted June 10, 2009 The dinner is cold,a seat remains vacant. I wait like a wife for a knock on the door of my thoughts. Perhaps, tonight, like a husband words will come, to spill like seeds. Hello Joel. I really missed many brilliant poems around the board, so I am trying to catch many of them. I am amazed what a wonderful work I read by you all. This is original poem, very metaphorical and it works perfectly. I enjoyed much reading this very playful poem. Aleksandra Quote The poet is a liar who always speaks the truth - Jean Cocteau History of Macedonia Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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