My Euphoria

My Euphoria

A Poem by Jeremy Baker

My euphoria will be short lived

as I skirmish to maintain impetus

to eclipse the reasons I once possessed

to persist with living.

 

No longer can I galvanise justification

with extravagant claims of innocence or cause.

Pretexts for life may just mimic

Deepak Chopra’s mythical mantras,

but alas, I have no need of eccentric charlatans

whose ‘wisdom’ will meander through dirt-trodden

paths to oppressive falsehood and trickery.

 

Survival is my immediate concern -

not my body but soul; my spiritual demise is imminent.

My euphoria is almost over - just one

final step to oblivion and joyous annulment

of life and living.

 

Those seeking explanations may take a number,

and wait, and wait,

and go on waiting,

until tomorrow comes, if at all.

© 2011 Jeremy Baker


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'Those seeking explanations may take a number'

And we've ran out of tickets...

Excellent work. :)

Posted 13 Years Ago


Survival is my immediate concern -
not my body but soul; my spiritual demise is imminent.

Instinct and destiny drives our behavior and thought...more than some of us might like to admit. We have to live in the moment......not for tomorrow.

Well done Jeremy.

Posted 13 Years Ago


How terribly depressing (descriptors deliberate)! There is no way not to feel every jot and tittle of the bitterness of the speaker, the hopelessness, the joylessness...the surrender in defeat. Deadly accurate portrayal of the absence of true euphoria...which makes that choice of a word even more painfully ironic! The speaker even takes away the promise of a tomorrow, with its possibilities of hope.

You do dark really well, Jeremy! :)

Posted 13 Years Ago


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"Now I lay me down to sleep..."

Different prayers for different people... different times, differences to be faced and the ones you get so TIRED of facing over-and-over. The only meaningful thing that can change in one morning is - our selves.

Chris

Posted 13 Years Ago


Finding that the sway between worlds is at times a precarius song, you have put a finger on a turning place in all our souls. Good job, damn a fly keeps landing on my nose.... shoe shoe go land on that fellows donut... anyways, I am reading all your poems. they are quite good and succinct, I like the "manner" of your writing, it feels entertaining.

Posted 13 Years Ago


this was a very good write. i loved it.

Posted 13 Years Ago


As the saying goes, "...the answers won't come that fast." Nice write by the way. :)

Posted 13 Years Ago


So, Jeremy....sometimes the fact that there in no answer....is the only answer given. It is in those revelatory moments we need to just decide to accept; at least for now, the answer we seek may never come in the form we request it in. Don't let ANYTHING steal your peace, man. Cling to that balance. The ground is always moving under us. Wonderful write.
masqued_muse

Posted 13 Years Ago


This was great! Really well written and interesting! Also, good use of vocabulary. :)


Posted 13 Years Ago


Vary well put! I can tell you put your heart into this poem. But I do think you put a little to many words that are hard to understand in the poem and that can make it hard for the reader to understand. But other than that I think it was great
!

Posted 13 Years Ago



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Jeremy Baker
Jeremy Baker

Busselton, South West, Australia



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I'm a former English & Literature teacher who has always enjoyed the magic, power and simple romance of words well written. My favourite writers include Pablo Neruda, Liam O'Flaherty, Anthony Eaton.. more..

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