Voices
Carry
I
wanna run down the street,
screaming
No
retreat baby, no surrender
but
I softly hear You remind me
All
of my
ambitions
hopes and plans
I
surrender these
into
Your hands
Now
all them things that seemed so important,
well
mister they vanished right into the air
I
act like I don't remember, he acts
like
he don't care
But
He cares, He's seated on the throne
Exalted
I
cross the beams,
standing
on my own oxygen cord
tangled
with
heart
monitor
IV
tube
and
of course,
because
you can't take
the
write out of
the
writer
the
laptop cord
Tangled
cords, is
what
I've become, and
competing
voices
(This
pensione is not what we'd been led to expect)
Yet
I have a view
Not
The River
Rooftop,
only
But
from here, I can't spin cords
From
my wrists, and
fly
up, up and away
web,
of
confusion
I
wake with a
freight
train rumbling through the middle of my head
I'm
on fire
always
tangled, struggling
Who
is this King of Glory?
Who
pursues me with His love?
But
I want
I
Have Become Comfortably Numb
Numb,
to it all
the
voices
the
cords
the
(I lack) surrender
So
once again,
I
put my hand in Yours,
Jesus
Messiah,
Lord
of All
Receive
Amazing
Grace
My
chains are gone,
I've
been set free.
πππππππ
It's
not really a secret, though I'm trying not to dwell there but
instead in the land of contentment. Health issues are my current
lot in life. Half asleep, didn't have a poem done before bed. Mad
and frustrated, songs, secular and sacred running
through my head. So I invented my own form. Poets do that all the
time, at least the real ones, and I am real. Here I sit. Real. Writing
poetry. It isn't magic (Andrew...) it's just a form of expression.
I express myself a LOT in the quotes of others.
If
you want to play, see how many songs and movies make up the words I
wrote. No, I'm not telling you how many to look for...today.
πππππππ
I'm
shyly sneaking in late to d'Verse, in my pajamas, but I don't think
they'll care. They are pretty mellow over there, which is why I like
to hang out. You can too. Linky still open. Promote #d'Verse, @d'Verse please.
~Tina,
sleepless in CO (now there's an obvious one, though mangled, so it
doesn't count)
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23 comments:
Movies and music? I counted nine.
You may have thrown that together but it fits and flows really well. And the ending is glorious.
I could only count seven, but as Alex points out a wonderful ending.
Yvonne.
Not familiar enough with them to count the number. If Alex says 9 I believe him, he knows more than me about such things.
I thought you were back in hospital from the way it sounded, but I gather not. Sounds like things aren't going too well though. My sympathies.
I only got six, but I know there were a few wonderfully tangled in there that I couldn't place.
I caught a few of the quotes! Faith is what carries us when all seems beyond our grasp. Just saw that there is a new movie out on the 28th of February called "Son of God," and "Noah" out on March 28th. Even my 28 year old son, who has always been my questioner, my doubter, wants to see Noah. Hope you are doing okay. Be well.
Hope you finally got to sleep. I drink various sleepy teas to help relax me. They seem to work. Although, I have a tendency to wake around 2:30 AM.
Enjoyed your poem! God is speaking.
Hugs and chocolate!
comfortably numb...i can sing that for you if you like....popped in my head instantly....i feel the trapped nature of the view and all the cords....the doubting and questioning god...i have been there as well....
I imagined you singing this, smiles ~ I like the Amazing grace, and hope at the end ~
Thanks for hanging out with D'verse crowd ~ Have a good day ~
hey...you're def. welcome in your pajamas as well...smiles... i know that feeling... the knowing he cares but the not feeling it..my fav character in the old testament is joseph - the one who had the big dreams and then ended up as a slave in egypt - in prison - how betrayed must he have felt - and yet - god was with him all the time...gosh... his story just touches me madly - and sorry for the rant...smiles
I think I got 3 or 4, and only music.
I was reading like you are singing it to me, smiles ~ I like that turn towards the end ~
Good to see you at D'verse ~
Beautiful prose. I totally get the whole "health issues" thing. It stinks when you have so many good intentions and hopes but are limited by what you can do physically. I love that you are seeking beauty through words, despite it all. Keep up the awesomeness, eh?
Weaving in lyrics like that.. Works so fine with me, and I was humming along all right . Jag gillar det jag läser.. Kul att ha Svenska med bland poesin..
Well, I don't have time to try to figure out the lyrics/verses/whatever as I am on my way out the door, but I'm pretty sure I spied some Third Day.
I want magic. :P
This is really well written. Enjoyed.
I loved it. Simple as that.
just appreciate your take, and ultimately. well especially that!
I love it! And your picture is perfect too. I have no clue how many songs you mentioned, but a few danced right of the page and started singing in my heart.
I saw a Pink Floyd reference, and maybe one from Ghostbusters. but I'm not great at this game.
Good fun though. I hope things get better soon.
I found eight but it took some deep thought to do it.
I love, love, love, this poem. Not only for its originality in form, but the entire theme. As you know, I have health issue too. I have to turn them over to God every day. If I didn't, I would end up in the depths of a pity party.
Hugs to you, my friend!
Elsie
AJ's wHooligan in the A-Z Challenge
This Colorado Winter does not help, does it? Health issues are hard to deal with. Glad your writing helps you do this. You have many friends out there in cyber-space.
the pace and rhythm of a song - nicely done ~
I recognized some Pink Floyd stuff >:)
Cold As Heaven
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