Wednesday, October 19, 2016

Counting his blessings his passion waned

                                                                                    Attribution: Swapnil Srivastav
Image: Aimlessly wandering by itself  (here)

12 given words:
woodland, twilight,wander count passion 
edge find drift lover pool lighter 
wheeling (a rotating or circular motion)

3WW
 symbolic tendency unhinged

Trudging along in the woodlands
In fading twilight wandering aimlessly
Counting his blessings his passion waned
Finding himself alone he is driven to the edge
Drifting along away from his lover
Wheeling in a pool of  craziness

There is a tendency to vie for lighter moments
of laughter and fun used to before
But not to be for he had unhinged himself
No more conversations
No more intellectual discourse
No more fair exchange of ideas
No more review of success
Just disquiet symbolic of
paralysis and incapacity of mind
Not unlike dementia or writer's block
But loss of mood plain and simple
Loss of directions
Hoping it is temporary!

MMT's Sunday's Whirligig #82
Thomg's 3WW #502
Susan's at PU's Midweek Motif  -  conversations

11 comments:

  1. Yes, one hopes it is temporary and it usually is. Well described, Hank.

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  2. "Just disquiet symbolic of
    paralysis and incapacity of mind
    Not unlike dementia or writer's block"

    Thinking about this insightful comparison. Wow.

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  3. Just disquiet symbolic of
    paralysis and incapacity of mind
    Not unlike dementia or writer's block


    My goodness, I hope that is temporary. Excellent response to the prompt, Hank :)

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  4. Loss of direction on many levels can be rough. Great write Hank!

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  5. amid such a state veils a vision of any change...such a difficult state of being.

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  6. Temporary is sure the hope, take writer's block over dementia

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  7. The expression which jumps out at me from this (enjoyable) poem is "loss of mood"... 'mood' is like weather. And when there's no weather at all to speak of, well... what am I trying to say? Just a thought-provoking expression I guess. Cheers.

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  8. Indeed, hopefully it will be a temporary thing.

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  9. You put into words so well how the mind can be "paralysed" and how we can get lost and loose direction. I think we all experience that sometimes as long as you don't get completely lost

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  10. The word "disquiet" in your poem is a linch pin and a great play on the word/meaning, given what has preceded it and what follows. Really enjoyed this poem!

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