CIRCLES WITHIN CIRCLES (photo) & ON HAVING NO PLACE TO RUN (non-dream free verse poem) by Roswila
ON HAVING NO PLACE TO RUN
I'd thought there would always be someplace
new to run to, if not in the objective world
at least here, on the inside where
not even far Antares seems
like too much of a leap to make
and now I find I've always and only
been going round in circles, even here,
in this hidden home base where I fancy
my creativity lives
and not in large, loose loops, where a chance
of touching on fresh territory somewhere along
the aching arch of extended circumferences
might exist, if looked at in just the right way
and in just the right light,
but in the same tight spin, as if one foot
had been nailed to the floor all this time,
body and spirit crucified and pirouetting so fast
that I meet myself coming back
is this what's meant by facing up to one's self?
if so, it's bloody boring, even the whispers
from dangerous, off the wall impulses
far more compelling than this repetitive
and fruitless facing up
[non-dream free verse poem written 9-25-16. Photo "Circles Within Circles" (6-28-16 015v2) by Roswila]
There are many other sorts of posts on this blog. I indicate which are about or influenced by dreams. Some non dream focused posts are book reviews, "regular" poems (some by other writers), scifaiku, writing exercises, Tarot haiku, photos, haiga, and so on. However, most of those are in much older posts. There's a listing by month going back to early 2006, at the end of the sidebar.
[a/k/a Patricia Kelly]
**** If you wish to copy or use any of my writing or poems, please email me for permission (under “View my complete profile”). Roswila's other blog (dedicated to her photos only, i.e. no poetry or other writing; daily post); TRYING TO HOLD A BOX OF LIGHT.
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