Wednesday, January 21, 2015

Myth (for deverse Poetics-Photography of Totomai Martinez: Mood)


I am the myth
which holds
your sanity-

A lie which feeds
your loneliness

in stillborn promises never kept,
somedays in embryonic sleep
their birth never labored-

I am the myth
which chains me. 





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8 comments:

  1. MaryJanuary 21, 2015 at 4:36 PM

    I wonder if we all have myths which chain us....and whether each of us is our own myth.

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  2. Brian MillerJanuary 21, 2015 at 6:42 PM

    dang. solid piece...and in my opinion calls it as it is....
    killer opening stanza...and i like how you build from there..
    and wrap back to it in the end...

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  3. GraceJanuary 21, 2015 at 7:02 PM

    Their birth never labored, wow this imagery is striking Lisa ~ Such a moody moody poem ~ Thanks for joining in ~

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  4. brudbergJanuary 21, 2015 at 9:06 PM

    Wow. This really tie the myths to ourselves. The imagery in the third stanza is mind boggling.

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  5. Kathy ReedJanuary 22, 2015 at 12:00 AM

    I wish I had written that!! ;-)

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  6. totomaiJanuary 22, 2015 at 2:41 AM

    eloquence. a different take on the word - myth

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  7. ClaudiaJanuary 23, 2015 at 9:24 AM

    oh heck.. that is very well expressed truth here!

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  8. Lisa A. WilliamsJanuary 27, 2015 at 10:16 AM

    Thank you everyone.

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