1. Novitiate
A being of light
who had the form of a young man
drew me up from the pit of defilement
from which I desperately needed to escape
it was not an angel, nor was it Jesus
I never thought of him in those days
My spirit guide assured me that it was
my true or higher self, who took me
by the hand and pulled me up
through all the chakras, and at each stage
another part of the vision was revealed --
upward to the crown. Then rising to walk
in newness of life (for it was morning)
began a new journey, with a new
discipline, a Protestant monk
of an order of which I was the
sole communicant. Tigger-like,
I was the only one. Thus I was
born again (but don't try this in church).
2. Completion
Five years later, my teacher
placing her hands lightly on my head
so that I felt the levels of weight and energy
resting one above the other
aligning the breathing and movement
then the feeling of opening at the crown
where the fovea of a newborn is soft.
Of her own teacher and another pupil
said 'She breathed your head open.'
3. Swarm
This small house near the mountain ridge
above the beautiful plain where houses and fields
stretch away toward the town on the horizon
that for you was magnet and drug, is too near
a certain numbered road whose digits
keep re-appearing like unlucky lottery-balls.
In the hour of the wolf, between four and five A.M.
on the digital watch they show up again.
It is not good to be alone here,
if you are alone here when night falls
a dark thick cloud, of demons or bad thoughts
like small insects, will swarm up from the valley
and enter your head in the mastoid region
behind your ears -- you will feel cold settling in
as the golden aura of delight shuts down.
From this too you will not recover.
4. Endgame (Whack Fall The Daddy-O)
On the last day of his mortal life
my father, after being re-catheterized,
screaming in pain, then rolled over on his side
by the nurse, his mouth closed, emitted
another, high-pitched scream that came
through his nose, the last sound he made.
Earlier that morning he had fallen on the floor
in the hospital room, while my brother
was staying with him, then sitting,
held out his hand and said 'Get me up!'
I said 'They won't let you get up.'
Author notes
I combined the former poem with another one called 'swarm' to produce this. 'Whack Fall The Daddy-O' comes from a well-known Irish song, although no whisky and no jar appears here, and no man of light in the endgame.
Please tell me what you think
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an interesting write from you. as i live way out in the boon docks, it kind of gave me the creeps. thank you for sharing your talent with me. viyanna rosemarie
ps--good thing i have dogs for the times my room mate is gone when night falls.
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Thanks for reading and applause. Glad you found this interesting.
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this peace is awesome u got talent so r u a boy or girl
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'If you're squeezed for information,
that's when you've got to play it dumb:
You just say you're out there waiting
for the miracle, for the miracle to come.' -- Leonard Cohen
Thanks for reading and for your applause.
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different
Yet, isn't that the point of expression we all hope to achieve being able to be heard as well as felt for the gifts we have. I enjoyed the whole reading just need to slow down and digested it in pieces and ponder how I can relate if at all.
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Though this was different for me, and I needed to slow down in my reading so as to try and understand, nevertheless I enjoyed it. I can find nothing to critique except my own ignorance.
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well so now.........
well novitiate . how you doing now? ps. there comes a point in your life, when you just don't ask 'them' if you can get up. you just do. we are gonna' be taking care of 'them' later. you know? kinda' scarey. huh? love GYPSYfish -
A very nice write,as I followed the path of self finding to reveal an even deeper meaning to the whole point.Intriguing write that makes the reader slow down and ponder the thought.
Blessings
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This was definately a different kind of write for me I did enjoy it though I thought it was very good and well written. Thank you for sharing this with us it was a wonderful write.
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excellent/excellent
everybody wants to escape from defilement, man! i think that is why we take that 'helping hand'. you know? and another thing, i've had my 'head breathed open' a few times myself. ok? it may not have made US better people, but it SURE made us survivors.... right? love GYPSYfish. and ps. here's the deal man! what makes us better people, (meaning WE have changed) is the fact: 'you do right, even when nobody is looking'. ok? i KNOW, you KNOW, what i am talking about... love GYPSYfish
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Not to sure I could clearly make a connection between the first two segments of the piece and the closing, but all the same I was intrigued the whole way through. Nice job.
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