Sunday, September 02, 2007

Monday Poetry Train #15


Gaia by Christopher Barrs for sale at art.com


The Welter of Life
by Joy Renee


In the hurry-scurry is buried
The passion and the fury.
In the helter-skelter is masked
The moment and the falter.
In the falter is the falling.
In the moment is minted
The coin of exchange between
Time and Eternity--
The pause to reflect
On cause and effect--
Dropped on the clear surface
Of the pool in which
Wholly Other
And Wholly Self
In strange attraction
Consummate--sacred with profane--
Begetting the Swarm of Life.
Out of their passion comes passage--
From the welter the welling,
A stirring, a rippling,
A breaking of the surface
And from the pool is expelled
That which is its nemesis
And its heart--Life, a synthesis
Of same and change--
For out of disturbance comes
Joyance; out of the falter
The fulfilling of that
NOW in which all that loves
And is loved has communion.

10 tell me a story:

gautami tripathy 9/03/2007 5:52 AM  

This is very thought provoking!

T.A.Chase 9/03/2007 6:04 AM  

great picture and very intriguing poem, Joy. I love the way you rhyme and the images you've created.

Sparky Duck 9/03/2007 7:26 AM  

breaking through the hustle and bustle, right?

Amy Ruttan 9/03/2007 7:34 AM  

Great poem, good imagery.

Susan Helene Gottfried 9/03/2007 10:03 AM  

I feel like I had to reach a little bit farther than usual, but I think I get it. And after the past few weeks I've had, I think you're right: out of chaos comes beauty.

Or did I totally miss your point and put my own life onto this?

Jill 9/03/2007 10:26 AM  

This one is really complex for me!!It seems beautiful, but since I cannot do the link correctly with each line(I don't understand some words) it is hard to capture all the beauty into it.
Another reason why I should ead more in english!!

rhet 9/03/2007 10:51 AM  

For out of disturbance comes
Joyance.

Great line and image.
Thanks, I will steal this one.

Ann 9/03/2007 7:01 PM  

Awesome poem, Joy Renee. Wonderful imagery. Have a great week.

Rhian / Crowwoman 9/03/2007 7:17 PM  

this one personally hits home right now. and i loved these lines:
Wholly Other
And Wholly Self
In strange attraction
Consummate--sacred with profane--

wonderful!

julia 9/03/2007 7:29 PM  

I love the same lines as Rhian:
"Dropped on the clear surface
Of the pool in which
Wholly Other
And Wholly Self
In strange attraction
Consummate"

This whole poem is shivery for me. LOVE it. And the painting by Christopher Barrs - how breathtaking.

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