DENOUEMENTS

A Poem by Betty Hermelee

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DENOUEMENTS

Stories need conclusions

Rivers gush into seas

Winter is complete as spring emerges

Dreams detach in reality

Wars culminate with consequences

Passion withdraws after climax

Life expires with death

Time is continual without end

© 2022 Betty Hermelee

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Marvin Thomas Cox-Flynn..

Comment 3: Line 3: Betty, your shining intellect, of heart and mind set to pen of page, has excellently shared some very profound and contemplative philosophical thoughts that I truly found most enjoyable to read, with each and every line offering forth tasty tidbits of savory food for thought well worth chewing upon as mind stirring cud capable of exciting cranial neurons to firing upon each and every cylinder of fullest potential of having awakened a viable and valuable Free Thinking Human Mind …

DENOUEMENTS

”Stories need conclusions
Rivers gush into seas
Winter is complete as spring emerges
Dreams detach in reality
Wars culminate with consequences
Passion withdraws after climax
Life expires with death
Time is continual without end”

Please do allow me to explore and touch upon a few of your lines in progressive multiple comments review:

”Rivers gush into seas,” is a splendidly descriptive and panoramic line of poetry, one which now sees us facing the coming Winter and inspiring thoughts that I shall share on your heart penned to page as, ”Winter is complete as spring emerges.”

Winter, even for that sun above us, is most often viewed as being representative of all Life's arrival at death's cessation of breathing, feeding, and metabolizing as living creatures, be it microbial, animal, bird, fish of the sea, or you and I doomed and destined to die. However, you and I, fish in the sea and birds in the sky, do not possess the rejuvenating recuperative, powers of mythological resurrection that ancient Man's religious and political rulers made full mind swaying use of in controlling the minds and lives of ignorant superstitious men — naively unaware that there is only one true Trinity in existence: The Man-Deity (God is Man, as Man is God) aka for dummies: Taxes, Tithes, & Lies — men fed a fool's fodder that rules over the hearts and minds of men, even unto this very day, in blindly accepting and teaching of a coming resurrection of a Winter Solstice Sun that returns to life again each and every Spring Equinox as the rebirth of the Sun. This anciently perverted and misapplied scientific fact of reality in regards the seasons of the year and the position of the sun in the sky, in providing and denying warmth as a result of that position, has been used for thousands of years to harness men's minds to various false religion's teachings, teachings that, for over two thousand years, have been applied to an alleged risen from the dead Jesus by Christianity's brainwashing henchmen seeking disciples of hardworking stiff's tithes and offerings. For you see, the sun never really died, and, thus, never really returned to life, was never really resurrected at all. One day, hopefully, billions of years from now, our sun will run our of fuel, but this Earth, this planet of ours, will never run out of fools!

There is great wisdom and sound philosophical teaching to be found and gleaned from your majestic line penned as, ”Winter is complete as spring emerges.”

Next up: ”Dreams detach in reality.”

Marvin Thomas Cox-Flynn de Graham

Posted 1 Year Ago

DENOUEMENTS
 
”Stories need conclusions
Rivers gush into seas
Winter is complete as spring emerges
Dreams detach in reality
Wars culminate with consequences
Passion withdraws after climax
Life expires with death
Time is continual without end”

Please do allow me to explore and touch upon a few of your lines in progressive multiple comments review:

”Rivers gush into seas,”  is a splendidly descriptive and panoramic line of poetry, one which now sees us facing the coming Winter and inspiring thoughts that I shall share on your heart penned to page as, ”Winter is complete as spring emerges.”

Winter, even for that sun above us, is most often viewed as being representative of all Life's arrival at death's cessation of breathing, feeding, and metabolizing as living creatures, be it microbial, animal, bird, fish of the sea, or you and I doomed and destined to die.  However, you and I, fish in the sea and birds in the sky, do not possess the rejuvenating recuperative, powers of mythological resurrection that ancient Man's religious and political rulers made full mind swaying use of in controlling the minds and lives of ignorant superstitious men —  naively unaware that there is only one true Trinity in existence:  The Man-Deity (God is Man, as Man is God) aka for dummies:  Taxes, Tithes, & Lies — men fed a fool's fodder that rules over the hearts and minds of men, even unto this very day, in blindly accepting and teaching of a coming resurrection of a Winter Solstice Sun that returns to life again each and every Spring Equinox as the rebirth of the Sun.  This anciently perverted and misapplied scientific fact of reality in regards the seasons of the year and the position of the sun in the sky, in providing and denying warmth as a result of that position, has been used for thousands of years to harness men's minds to various false religion's teachings, teachings that, for over two thousand years, have been applied to an alleged risen from the dead Jesus by Christianity's brainwashing henchmen seeking disciples of hardworking stiff's tithes and offerings.  For you see, the sun never really died, and, thus, never really returned to life, was never really resurrected at all.  One day, hopefully, billions of years from now, our sun will run our of fuel, but this Earth, this planet of ours, will never run out of fools!

There is great wisdom and sound philosophical teaching to be found and gleaned from your majestic line penned as, ”Winter is complete as spring emerges.”

Next up:  ”Dreams detach in reality.”

Marvin Thomas Cox-Flynn de Graham

Rating /100

1 Year Ago

Wow, what a review! I’m so glad you found a few things that caught your eye.. good for a fine disc.. read more

Marvin Thomas Cox-Flynn..

Comment 2: Line 2: Betty, your shining intellect, of heart and mind set to pen of page, has excellently shared some very profound and contemplative philosophical thoughts that I truly found most enjoyable to read, with each and every line offering forth tasty tidbits of savory food for thought well worth chewing upon as mind stirring cud capable of exciting cranial neurons to firing upon each and every cylinder of fullest potential of having awakened a viable and valuable Free Thinking Human Mind …

DENOUEMENTS

”Stories need conclusions
Rivers gush into seas
Winter is complete as spring emerges
Dreams detach in reality
Wars culminate with consequences
Passion withdraws after climax
Life expires with death
Time is continual without end”

Please do allow me to explore and touch upon a few of your lines in progressive multiple comments review:

”Rivers gush into seas”

Poetically speaking, rivers do tend to flow towards the sea in gravitational eventuality of evaporation's cyclic cycling of cloud formation's weighty task of returning H2O-aka-Water to the earth as falling rain once again — Rainfall interpreted by Man, and lesser creatures alike, as either blessing or curse, life giving sustenance of hydration, or life destroying torrential flood of riverbanks breached to see Human life be damned until such time as Man learned when and where to construct dams as controlling leashes and harnesses for gentle rivers transformed into murderous tools of Nature run-a-muck as that probable inspiration for Credence Clearwater Revival's penning and singing of classic song, Who'll Stop The Rain, a song that was factually as much about the lies and empty promises of a corrupt inept political system as it ever was falling rain. And yet, if a drop of rain falls from sky to river, from sky to stream, brook, creek, or lake, if no one saw it fall, will it arrive safely to the sea? Need the droplet of fallen water be tagged and monitored upon its alleged course for one to be assured its arrival at a river's mouth where it French-kisses the sea? Must we call upon, depend upon,, or lean upon assurance of Blind Faith in the safe seas meeting arrival of a lowly and lonely drop of rain? My personal viewpoint's answer is a definitive, “No!, but upon sound reasoning's logic that is truly the art of Free Thinking …

”Rivers gush into seas,” is a splendidly descriptive and panoramic line of poetry, one which now sees us facing the coming Winter and inspiring thoughts that I shall share on your heart penned to page as, ”Winter is complete as spring emerges.”

Marvin Thomas Cox-Flynn de Graham

Posted 1 Year Ago

Please do allow me to explore and touch upon a few of your lines in progressive multiple comments review:

”Rivers gush into seas”

Poetically speaking, rivers do tend to flow towards the sea in gravitational eventuality of evaporation's cyclic cycling of cloud formation's weighty task of returning H2O-aka-Water to the earth as falling rain once again — Rainfall interpreted by Man, and lesser creatures alike, as either blessing or curse, life giving sustenance of hydration, or life destroying torrential flood of riverbanks breached to see Human life be damned until such time as Man learned when and where to construct dams as controlling leashes and harnesses for gentle rivers transformed into murderous tools of Nature run-a-muck as that probable inspiration for Credence Clearwater Revival's penning and singing of classic song, Who'll Stop The Rain, a song that was factually as much about the lies and empty promises of a corrupt inept political system as it ever was falling rain.  And yet, if a drop of rain falls from sky to river, from sky to stream, brook, creek, or lake, if no one saw it fall, will it arrive safely to the sea?  Need the droplet of fallen water be tagged and monitored upon its alleged course for one to be assured its arrival at a river's mouth where it French-kisses the sea?  Must we call upon, depend upon,, or lean upon assurance of Blind Faith in the safe seas meeting arrival of a lowly and lonely drop of rain?  My personal viewpoint's answer is a definitive, “No!, but upon sound reasoning's logic that is truly the art of Free Thinking …

Marvin Thomas Cox-Flynn de Graham

Rating /100

1 Year Ago

I am so flattered by your words!!! You took much time and thought to put into this amazing review!read more

Marvin Thomas Cox-Flynn..

Comment 1: Line 1: Betty, your shining intellect, of heart and mind set to pen of page, has excellently shared some very profound and contemplative philosophical thoughts that I truly found most enjoyable to read, with each and every line offering forth tasty tidbits of savory food for thought well worth chewing upon as mind stirring cud capable of exciting cranial neurons to firing upon each and every cylinder of fullest potential of having awakened a viable and valuable Free Thinking Human Mind …

DENOUEMENTS

”Stories need conclusions
Rivers gush into seas
Winter is complete as spring emerges
Dreams detach in reality
Wars culminate with consequences
Passion withdraws after climax
Life expires with death
Time is continual without end”

Please do allow me to explore and touch upon a few of your lines in progressive multiple comments review:

”Stories need conclusions”

The very essence of any good book, as a novel, educational, or short story's tale, is that of an introduction that we Human Beings call a beginning, preferably a beginning that sets the stage of moving along in progression of reaching a conclusion's end that gives reason and meaning to the why of why such a work has been undertaken in the first place. Nothing could be worse, nothing is worse, than a boring book, a tale written without rhyme's reason, or an educational work which has taught us nothing of import's meaning. And thus, this beautiful line of yours holds forth a valuable example of our ever so Human expectations, perhaps, stirred in primal fashion of ancient Man's awe struck observance of a brilliant morning sunrise that exploded upon the scene of having given birth to a new day that would see its end in the hope of a beautiful sunset's peacefully pleasant and tranquil night to come, with a warm fire to inspire talk of what the developing day had brought in event of unraveling towards its setting — a setting which, no doubt, left ancient men within ponderous thoughts of asking if such a night would ever end in repetition's circuit of the sun rising once again. For you see, it was, surely is, the rising and setting of the sun that set men's minds to measuring the sun's traverse across the sky in daily fashion of inventing the sundial as an instrument of determining the beginning, length, and end of each day in stirring their minds to believing that they had created the concept they chose to call “Time”: The cycling of the sun (sunrise to sunset), in days and seasons become months of years, across an earthen sky populated by ancient men who wondered — and asked why, why that cycling of sun in the sky could so easily be lavished upon the earth as life sustaining sustenance of comfort's productive warmth followed by rest of night, to, then witness that same sun become the primal advent of split personalities (Life Giving Warmth versus Drought's Scorching Death) ere there was thought to be written that wonderful tale known as Dr. Jekyll And Mr. Hyde ...

I shall see you next where, "Rivers gush into seas."

Marvin Thomas Cox-Flynn de Graham

Posted 1 Year Ago

Please do allow me to explore and touch upon a few of your lines in progressive multiple comments review:

”Stories need conclusions”

The very essence of any good book, as a novel, educational, or short story's tale, is that of an introduction that we Human Beings call a beginning, preferably a beginning that sets the stage of moving along in progression of reaching a conclusion's end that gives reason and meaning to the why of why such a work has been undertaken in the first place.  Nothing could be worse, nothing is worse, than a boring book, a tale written without rhyme's reason, or an educational work which has taught us nothing of import's meaning.  And thus, this beautiful line of yours holds forth a valuable example of our ever so Human expectations, perhaps, stirred in primal fashion of ancient Man's awe struck observance of a brilliant morning sunrise that exploded upon the scene of having given birth to a new day that would see its end in the hope of a beautiful sunset's peacefully pleasant and tranquil night to come, with a warm fire to inspire talk of what the developing day had brought in event of unraveling towards its setting — a setting which, no doubt, left ancient men within ponderous thoughts of asking if such a night would ever end in repetition's circuit of the sun rising once again.  For you see, it was, surely is, the rising and setting of the sun that set men's minds to measuring the sun's traverse across the sky in daily fashion of inventing the sundial as an instrument of determining the beginning, length, and end of each day in stirring their minds to believing that they had created the concept they chose to call “Time”:  The cycling of the sun (sunrise to sunset), in days and seasons become months of years, across an earthen sky populated by ancient men who wondered —  and asked why, why that cycling of sun in the sky could so easily be lavished upon the earth as life sustaining sustenance of comfort's productive warmth followed by rest of night, to, then witness that same sun become the primal advent of split personalities (Life Giving Warmth versus Drought's Scorching Death)  ere there was thought to be written that wonderful tale known as Dr. Jekyll And Mr. Hyde ...

I shall see you next where, "Rivers gush into seas."

Marvin Thomas Cox-Flynn de Graham

Rating /100

1 Year Ago

That's a deal!!! And thanks again for your amazing attention to my poem.
Best,B

Scott Kris

Yet the clock runs out… or is this just the greatest delusion of our lives?

Great creativity here.
Thank you for sharing.

Posted 1 Year Ago

1 Year Ago

You’re very welcome Scott!
Best, B

Ken e Bujold

the reason this poem works so well Betty, in my humble view, is the way in which you fashion each of your lines to leave just the smallest of beads on the mind's leaf. stories need conclusions indeed, and yet each line is anything but when one stops to consider. they are all open-ended continuations of a process.
i found myself quite entranced by the process.

ken