For Chance in Course

Stand alone should love yet count

find that wound of courage while

heaven still waits

morning soft with silence

 

Love the uncommon till its end

formality waits for a fool when used in purpose

but if not willed to speak of angels

than spit as it remains unseen

rage your night alone

And to want for chance is not to want at all

though riches may raise per day

find in vigil and with your stage

for what rips you apart from life

the unquenchable want for air 

It grades for those that lack 

it shouts the unquestionable question

and should you reel for love at last

let it still yearn for you

stay in its womb of eventual hate

at least it will last your course

they too walk as fools from thunder 

or so apologies go

Reviews

[emmajoygreen]

This the you that flies through space with living thoughts and dreams of elixirs and stuff. This is you who understands the mind of people who don't understand themselves. Beautifully sad, yet showing more than some other poems, over the years. So hope you're feeling better,

[Perdition]

I suppose ultimately, the answer is yes. This is a tarantula of a beast of a poem with chopped lines that could not find an easy way to speak about the people I love and care about. Strange when the artist comes to these limitations, but the reception has been kindly greeted and for that I thank the supportive nature of the family gathered here. It is why I have been a member as long as I have feeling this rich collective support, Hopefully, I still have much more writing to do with a more rounded and smoother outcome… have to run to great actual family, but as always deeply appreciated Emmajoy!

[Perdition]

“ Greet actual” …. I hate smart phones…hahaha!

[Chris Shaw]

I sense disappointment and a sadness in these lines. I am reminded of friends who choose to stay alone because they lack the courage or inclination to make changes.

and should you reel for love at last
let it still yearn for you

Touching lines above. We are all a long time dead. I enjoyed this poem which has depth to it.

[Perdition]

Thanks, Chris...just like most I"ve lived an amazing life and some things come back to the surface and you forget how wonderfully blessed you are; things that are truly poetic, but they also remind you, I suppose to release loss as it is a part as well when death comes to the family. Who knows how or why we come to our pages at times but I truly appreciate the tolerance for this one and smiling at the depth of your response~~

[Mauricio Montoya]

Very sad yet strong your words makes anybody to read again deep are your thoughts because as I read I can feel what you're saying, go write hey excellent be I want to read again.
Thank you for sharing

[Perdition]

Kind indeed. Not truly one of my best but thank you for reading and reviewing but then again, it was released so it no longer belongs to me for that, as it now belongs to the reader and what they interpret is actually quite beautiful. So yes, Go and write whatever song fills the silence or the void that makes you attack the page mercilessly. Appreciated!

[Mauricio Montoya]

Never regret a write hey your words can be better than mine but we're writer's we learn from our mistakes, keep on writing.
And thank you for sharing your thoughts.

[Perdition]

Never about better or worse and who is to say, so absolutely and thank you for the inspiration!

[Mauricio Montoya]

Hey you make my day, because you write

[M]

After one too many hiccups I have decided to chance my course and stand and rage my days and night's alone. It seems to suit me just fine for now. I am sure I will fish for love at some point again down the line. I just hope I reel in a marlin and not a catfish. A most interesting form of poetic expression. I enjoyed the read.

[Perdition]

Happy fishing!! I think I outlived the right myself but as a poet, I know that I've wasted too many years on the mind already. It's time to reduce it to the heart and soul because that is where we live and where we die...it's where we breathe when we write. The words catch up to us and if we listen hard enough into that good gale...it will allow us the other and that becomes our other poetry....life and love. "Don't forget that" has become my new mantra for a number of years now but the transition in poetry has to be significant so that's where I'm headed. Thanks!

[Lisasview]

Interesting read...
I have a difficult time reading poems with absolutely no punctuation ...
I needed to read it several times to capture what I felt it all meant.
There are lines I do love

morning soft with silence
and,
Love the uncommon till its end

Lisa

[Perdition]

lol..Yep, I changed this one around a bit and know exactly what you are saying. Good to have honest reviews and the original is still with me so ...not bad. Anyway the next are all coming in their original forms and should be easier but thank you for being honest. Much appreciated Lisa!

[Lisasview]

Yes, I agree... I just hate it that most that read are not honest. I actually have taken the time to say... By the way...not sure if you meant to do this or not but you misspelled....or, Your poem really feels more like a short story.
Many are grateful to have honest ~ helpful info from anther poet....but some never respond...Ah well, such is life..