The genius and the fool

The genius and the fool

A Poem by Dianah
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The dangers of being too detached 'lost in a forest of words'

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I found a genius
lost in a forest
of words
feeding the birds
wierd noises.

I found a genius
drowning in a sea of sounds
watched him going round
in circles.

He found a fool
paddling by in a boat
hit the right note
to save him.

For sweet knowledge
it may bring you power
but it can swallow you up
and when you're devoured
its hard to relate
to the world in this state.

You were so far offshore,
forgot what words are for,
feeding the birds
wierd noises.

D.Hinson

© 2009 Dianah


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Oh wow! I really liked this!
The whole concept and theme is so different~ I mean, I feel it must be a metaphor for something worldly... like the harsh reality that the pursuit of intelligence is a futile one because the more intelligent one becomes the more discontent they are in having to live in this degenerate society? That's what I thought. *Shrug* I may be wrong...
However! I loved the lines "feeding the birds weird noises" How surreal feeling! It's just one of the most impressively unique phrases I've read in a good while. Your wording played a huge role in this, the originality of it is what grew my interest in this piece.
Great job!

Posted 15 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.




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this was such a wonderful wise poem, I liked your truths. thanks for submitting this to my contest.

Posted 15 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

I fully agree, though I feel that the key for the perfect detachment is somewhere along the lines of surrender. There are dreamers and there are men of action. But it is the dreamers who are aware of the action and the men of action who are aware of their dreams who make the best kind in this world.

Posted 15 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Wow this was spectacularly done...
Brilliant concept. I love the thought that I get when reading of how the genius gets lost in the knowledge, somehow loses touch with the world because he's consumed with his own personal understanding. At least that's what I get from this! LOL.

Love these lines:
For sweet knowledge
it may bring you power
but it can swallow you up
and when you're devoured
its hard to relate
to the world in this state.

Posted 15 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

That was nice ,and you are right,too much good words in a lovely mind
could cause you to lose your way,out of here,but if it was for me,then i love it
Found a genius ,lost in his forest of words,he fed the birds,with sweet noises
He drowned in his sea of sounds,watched him going around,in circles
sweet knowledge is power ,but it may swollow you
and once far offshore,you forgot all words,or feeding your birds
What sweet loveliness,so much beauty here,this is wonderful
how i loved it..
lovely write..

Posted 15 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Oh wow! I really liked this!
The whole concept and theme is so different~ I mean, I feel it must be a metaphor for something worldly... like the harsh reality that the pursuit of intelligence is a futile one because the more intelligent one becomes the more discontent they are in having to live in this degenerate society? That's what I thought. *Shrug* I may be wrong...
However! I loved the lines "feeding the birds weird noises" How surreal feeling! It's just one of the most impressively unique phrases I've read in a good while. Your wording played a huge role in this, the originality of it is what grew my interest in this piece.
Great job!

Posted 15 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.


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Dianah
Dianah

Lancaster, United Kingdom



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I write , mainly poetry, about anything and everything. I have written song lyrics and seem to be addicted to rhyming. I hate writing blurbs for blogs as I never know what to say... I often confuse.. more..

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