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None so Blind (writing exercise)

1)  Naked, exposed upon the chilly beach.  He is alone.  Light approaches from darkness. 


2)  Cast upon the desolate beach of despair.  Naked of excuses’ covering,  every ragged breeze of reproach and chilling ripple of recall suck away the warmth of self-satisfaction.  Atrophied arms, unexercised with compassion, search vainly to keep the approaching light of self- revelation from piercing eyes that would not see.


None so Blind

Night swathed Self
in sable rationalizations,
courtesy’s cocktail demurs,
tittering twinkle at travesty,
velvet-tongued witty disdain ~

‘Til Life’s heedless storms
hove him overboard,
to beach on
solitary shoals,
desolate human flotsam.

Each ragged breeze of reproach,
chill ripple of recall,
sucks away warmth
of self-satisfaction,
transforms illusion’s attire
to despair.


Dawn suckles her bantlings,
Truth and Clarity;
with revelation’s lamp
departs to search
                            for the Lost
and Day.





Author notes

bantling: a very young child
Prompt: artwork by Dallas Bromley, http://www.artdept.com.au/contest02/modern/Bromley.html

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  • Ronald Wiseman gold member
    January 28, 2009
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    Fine images with some ordinary

    personifications I'm not fond of in modern poetry. For example, I would not personify the word "illusion". You are resurrecting an archaic word "bantling" [= brat of a child] and somehow it sounds well, although I'm not quite sure why truth and clarity are almost bastardized.
    Thank you for such an interesting piece of work.


  • Mary O gold member
    January 20, 2009

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    ‘Til Life’s heedless storms
    hove him overboard,
    to beach on
    solitary shoals,
    desolate human flotsam.

    Lovely the imagery here- picture perfect. Enjoyed very much reading your work; like walking through a delectable candy store of words. Yum. Well done,
    and good luck to you,
    ~Mary O


  • waydownuponjoy
    January 20, 2009

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    Very well created ...

    and you seemed to perceive the very image that I did. I like yours better as it seemed to add some truthful imagery where I left more to the imagination. Glad to find you here! j y


  • Nickelspring silver member
    January 17, 2009

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    Beautiful!

    So deep and vivid. My favorite part-"desolate human flotsam" That describes the prompt picture perfectly and is a theme worth exploration.
    Excellent as always.
    KW~


  • myrataal gold member
    January 17, 2009

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    Thank you so much for this entry ...

    which clearly differentiated between genres.

    Suggestion:

    1) He is alone. Naked, exposed upon the chilly beach. Light approaches from darkness.

    Beautiful work.

    Love
    Myra



  • R S Adams Jr silver member
    January 16, 2009

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    I really like that last verse.

    This poem has a lot of feeling in it and a lot to think about. It is technically wonderful with great alliteration, and has a flowing rhythm to its free verse.

    The 'ragged breeze of reproach' is a unique idea and you give plenty to think about in that verse too.


  • Mairi bheag gold member
    January 15, 2009

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    "Dawn suckles her bantlings,
    Truth and Clarity"

    There is something about that phrase!

    I think you have done the experiment great justice. Well done!

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