not killer bees
nor any insect
but the contents
of the mind
Tied up in knots
the plague of fears
The swarms cloud the sun
taking away the Light
and all it enraptures
the very source
Benumbed. God bless you, Ellen!
April 15, 2013 at 12:24 PM
Thank you and may God bless you, Arjun!
April 15, 2013 at 12:45 PM
Each and every compact line packs a wallop. Superb. How did you ever get such a remarkable photo?
April 15, 2013 at 3:55 PM
Thank you so much, dear Paul!! The photo is a landscape to which I added filters. My question to you is how do you manage to create so many poems each day? It amazes me.
April 15, 2013 at 8:16 PM
Stuck in one chair all day long, I can only listen to so much music or TV. I still read about a book a week. For several years I built clipper ships and worked on my stamp collection. Then in January I started this blog. A few items are old poems I reworked here, but 90% of these are composed on the day I post them. I don’t think I can sustain the pace, though.
April 15, 2013 at 8:28 PM
That’s amazing that you are so prolific and read a book a week, too! It shows in your work. Hope you can keep up the pace. You sort of answered my next question as to whether you wrote poetry all your life.
April 15, 2013 at 8:42 PM
It nearly made me cry. It flows so sadly beautiful like a song you know so well. The photograph adds much emotion to your words.
Bless you friend
April 15, 2013 at 4:40 PM
Thank you, Yisraela, for your comment and your emotion. Love and light, Ellen
April 15, 2013 at 8:17 PM
Yep, you know the drill…as long as love gets the last word. Nice work! This piece i love.
April 15, 2013 at 5:02 PM
Thank you so much for reading and for your encouraging comment! Love and light, Ellen
April 15, 2013 at 8:13 PM
Only today I found enough strength to come here and read about the ‘mind’.
Definitely something in the air. I noticed many people with the same negative intuition and projection of that on their minds.
I hope you feel better today. I had a good night of sleep, and feel OK now.
But my backpack is heavy.
Can one remove bits and pieces from there, just like that?
April 16, 2013 at 6:20 AM
Glad you feel better. Sometimes a new day erases yesterday’s problems. I find problems loom large at night. Perhaps what is interesting is that many people were feeling negative yesterday and then the U.S. had the terrorist attack at the Boston marathon. Also interesting that you mention your backpack– was that intentional? I can be very obtuse.
April 16, 2013 at 10:11 AM
My backpack contains the bad memories from past and present relationships.
April 16, 2013 at 10:42 AM
I know it is hard but maybe it is time to empty the back pack if you can. Easier said then done, right? But it must weigh down on you. The thing of it I say about 1000 complimentary things to my husband and what does he remember most vividly the few times I said something that hurt him or something unkind. I wish I could take back the times– we are talking about 20 years ago. Also I meant to say yesterday that someone saying maybe you need more freedom sounds like a desire to make you feel better and happier and to make things work. Or am I being a foolish optimist? I don’t think so– since I am a pessimist.
April 16, 2013 at 2:13 PM
Mind swarms of fearful and negative thoughts are like a bucking bronco, hang on till the bronco stops bucking. All things are subject to change and especially thoughts.
Well penned poem about mind swarms, Ellen.
April 18, 2013 at 3:34 PM
I know this but forget it. Thanks for the reminder and for commenting, Genie!
April 18, 2013 at 3:56 PM