stained
"I've witnessed all suffering,"
the jaded one spoke,
"no one escapes -
season to season
reasons for living
made prisoner by
hope."
"I've swallowed all sadness,"
the jaded one mused,
"joy heralds darkness,
anger fells peace,
reflections of lives
we've squandered
and used."
"I've heeded each silence,"
the jaded one thought,
"with eyes wide open
eternity sleeps for
paradise dreamed,
resurrection
bought."
Poem © 2010 by R. Burnett Baker
Photo by Tess Kincaid, "Magpie Tales"
This piece is stained with much angst and agony. Still, I like to think that of faith, love and hope, the greatest is hope.
ReplyDeleteI would agree by saying that hope can provide incentive for individuals and even communities to take positive actions encouraged by kindness and love.
ReplyDeleteRick
Your poem reminds me of lyrics from a song Aerosmith recorded 'we'll slip into the velvet glove and be jaded' ... interesting Magpie, I enjoyed it!!
ReplyDelete"joy heralds darkness,
ReplyDeleteanger fells peace,
Now that's jaded
Sombre but well expressed. Good Magpie.
ReplyDeleteyou grow wiser after all these swallows and sufferings...
ReplyDeletelovely tale,
beautifully plotted lines.
Beautiful writing!
ReplyDeletea picture
I see a dark angel
ReplyDeletewith bright white wings
hooded, darkness for eyes,
holding a great jeweled sword,
always present for strife,
and pushed to the shadows
when peace reigns temporally;
yet in this world, during any age,
this holy legion stays busy.
This is a complex piece Rick. I'm not sure I understand it (I'll read it again and again). But I like the musicality of it. And "the jaded one", that's all of us, hard to miss.
ReplyDeletewe are all jaded to some point Well done
ReplyDeleteIt happens, it does. Enjoyed reading this!
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