This week i made in time for the poetry bus...may be more early than in time. The theme being Confusion by Niamh Bagnello. I started out thinking about things that confuse us the most, on routine. But nothing seemed to attract creative part of my brain. Without much racking and getting confused, i decided to write about the anxiety we go through each time we get confused. The result is a straight and simple poem with no complexities and of course no confusion :)
When confused,
you drown in a sea of wilderness,
thoughts surge like gigantic waves,
emotions battle against strong winds,
stress creates small ripples
paving way for a big whirlpool
sucking rationale from the roots
When confused,
you experience a free fall from clouds,
sweating profusely at a breakneck speed
as wind gusts hit the face,
confidence evaporates in mid air
and fear forms the rocky surface
in preparation for your crash landing
When confused,
calm down and be aplomb,
faux pas are done here and there,
anticipation seems palpable,
but do not listen to rehtoric voices,
meditate for the sound of pure thought,
discover the truth behind the veil of perturb
17 comments:
You have given us the perfect advice when we are confused ...
I thoroughly enjoyed this.
That's very much what confusion's like and a good antidote too!
'meditate for the sound of pure thought,
discover the truth behind the veil of perturb'
Ooh! That's interesting, I like that!
Specially the last line. I like too that you tapped into a portrayed the anxiety that confusion can cause.
@Helen and Argent, thank you!
@TFE, It took me 2 hours of break a long walk for fresh air to get those two lines formed. Hard work payed off:) Thank u.
'in preparation of your crash landing'.. man! had a few of those in my time, lol.. very nice poem!
Hi Shilpa,
I like it because you are really trying to get inside the experience of being confused and also trying to make us really feel it with you, and that's something all poetry should do! I really like the 'sea of wildreness', and your unexpected use of words like 'aplomb' and 'peturb.'
I like the visceralness you give confusion in the first two stanzas, and I'm with TFE: those last two lines,
meditate for the sound of pure thought,
discover the truth behind the veil of perturb
are outstanding.
Good advice, to meditate your way out of confusion.
Really interesting one Shilpa, so atmospheric and full of drama. Enjoyed it alot!
What a Great poem!
This is what confusion feels like.
There's a good solution in there...
~Cheers
Hi Shilpa yes confusion to the root
Great piece
"you experience a free fall from clouds,"
So true and such a wonderful way to express that roller-coster plunge
My favourite line has got to be: "calm down and be aplomb,"
Really good exploration of what to do in the event of...confusion.
Kat
"A straight and simple poem with no complexities"? I think not. There's a whole whirlpool of complexities going on here, though you're structure is perfectly formed!
Falling from the clouds, I landed on the rocky ledge of the "veil of perturb" and fell in love.
Wonderful!
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Thank you guys!!!
@dublindave & Gwei mui, i myself felt the trauma of second paragraph while going through it.
@peter whirlpool of complexities told in a simple way :)
@Niamh Drama indeed (brain washed with too many bollywood stories since childhood)
I agree with TFE, 'the sound of pure thought' is intriguing. Your words flow beautifully here, Shilpa.
Thanks Jeanne!
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