Sunday, February 09, 2014

poured out my skin

Photo credits: Magpie Tales



I grasp the invisible barrier
pluck at the stream
gather the flow of routine

I am not the gutsy type
(my body has marks of burden)

"that list mentions a ring
but where is the ringmaster?"

~~~~~~~~~




This short poem poured out of me. Just like that. It may seem meaningless but it made sense to me....

13 comments:

barbara_y said...

where's the ringmaster, indeed!

(your link at Sunday Whirl is malfuncioning)

Sherry Blue Sky said...

It makes sense to me, too. Our bodies do have marks of burden!

scotthastiepoet said...

A true spiritual write Gautami - no surprise to me it just feel out of your soul - lovely... And thank you With Best Wishes Scott www.scotthastie.com

a good atheist said...

we can be our own ring master if we so desire :)

Soumya said...

It makes complete sense to me Madam. Beautifully written!

Susan said...

We internalize the master, I think, until one day we see and act on its absence. Beautifully imagined.

Tess Kincaid said...

It makes a lot of sense...beautiful write...

Kathe W. said...

well written!

Belva Rae Staples said...

She must be the ring master/mistress. Nice work!

Locomente said...

Nicely composed!
Short and sweet :)

keiths ramblings said...

Well done on using the words with very few additions! Brilliant.

Karen S. said...

I'm guessing the ringmaster is very near!

gel said...

Hi G,
You haven't seen me in several years post on my blog. I like this and particularly the phrase, "pluck at the stream."