In the April of Covid 19
Day 7
“I may without fail suffer the first vision that set fire to the stars.”Dylan Thomas
Refusal
Here is my refusal
to renounce these invisible chains dark material design,
these cosmic cuffs
delicately twisting my thin wrist bones many creeping
tendrils reaching
for the mark of full moon reflected in your night eyes.
I am possessed
of this second sight and charmed by my own delusions
that living is more
than breath at the mercy of the elements here below
but up is space
where my soul is linked to yours as tangibly as stars.
Skylover Wordlist: Refusal
Play It AgainToads: Bracelet
I love 'charmed by my own delusions'. (Aren't we all, at times?)
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DeleteWowww!! This is rich with meaning, Kerry!💘 I love the fiery contumacy of the speaker that cares not for "invisible chains" which tug upon the wrists and the image that the soul is linked as tangibly as stars! Inspired~ 🥰
ReplyDeleteAh, thank you so much, Sanaa.
DeleteYour closing line is a knockout.
ReplyDeleteI like to go big on my last lines!
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A strong adamant refusal juxtaposed to those thin wrist bones....and then the, dare I say glory, of that last affirming line.
ReplyDeleteThank you, Lillian. I do hope it ends on a note of glory.
DeleteTies that bind, encircle. Chains or thin tendrils. Heavy for the vices to which we adhere, or as light as feathered flight, borne on wings, wishes, prayers or cosmic interplay. Who is to say? Other than we can choose but one thing, in the end - that with which we decide, how to wear them.
ReplyDeleteI like the way you introduce this to us, as readers, with that bold statement of the refusal to renounce ... such a bold and gripping idea ... and how the rest of the piece speaks of the sparking contrasts between the weight of the world, and the unknowns of something, somewhere else, cosmic, heavenly, that we call the stars ... it's a very subtle dance, these words you've chosen, to express a soft calling of hope and love, held within the soul, or heart, or spirit. A burning of sorts. It's very interesting Kerry. I rather think it grows on me, quietly pulling me to pay closer attention.
... and here is my late # 6 and today's 7 - combined as one:
https://indigomidnightwildchild.blogspot.com/2020/04/filching-marrow.html
(thank you)
I thank you deeply for your analysis, Pat. It gives me no greater pleasure than to hear/see how someone interprets my images and lines. You get where I am coming from.
DeleteOh, the power of possessed and charmed...There are things and people we hold on to so tightly whether it brings darkness or light.
ReplyDeleteAbsolutely, Susie!
DeleteI enjoyed your inclusion of the moon and the stars, and the space (up). My lines were, "the mark of full moon reflected in your night eyes." Did you see the full moon tonight, a "pink moon"? It should not have changed very much from tonight's.
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Yes, Jim, I saw the moon and this poem is inspired by its presence in the night sky.
DeleteI like the way the ‘cosmic cuffs’ stand out with alliteration, Kerry. They might only chain those who believe; they can be renounced but shouldn’t be ignored. I also like the vulnerability of ‘thin wrist bones’. I love the final line.
ReplyDeleteThank you, Kim. I wanted to achieve a balance between the literal and figurative chains, and your comments assure me that I got it right.
DeleteThe lack of punctuation inserting itself leaves these words free to spill out as they please and evoke their own sense and sound. Will, hope refusal, charm and delusion all take their turn, leaving a taste of both strength and ruefulness. I especially like the third and fourth stanzas, or perhaps its just that their message is one with which I personally feel the most in alignment.
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