tried to kill my ego

tried to kill my ego

A Poem by SkinlessFrank

tried to kill

my ego today

but he’s a tough

little bugger

 

I showed him

bee balm flowers

and golden lilies

bumblebees and

hummingbirds and

felt him

weaken

 

streams of clear

mountain water

and the smell of earth

and chanterelles

sent him into a

dizzy spell

 

the warm air

flowing down from

the green hills of

summer

lulled him to sleep

 

perhaps that’s

the best I can do

© 2018 SkinlessFrank


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It's interesting how nature worked in lulling your ego. In this, you used a simple concept to make a great statement and that's brilliant. Perhaps, for different people, different things may work, something that fills them with the joy of living and peace. Frustration just makes the ego a raving insomniac. Ultimately, only extremely compelling circumstances as terminal illnesses, extreme physical debilitation and proximity to the deathbed or some such others may minimize and kill it. You have such a way of saying something...

Posted 1 Year Ago


Frank, I think the way you personified Ego is perfect! Almost like a child, or a cranky old man set in his ways. Showing him that there is life and beauty all around him that is not of his own creation, that is Ego is not the center of what matters. the imagery and meter of the poem really sets a great tone Nice work!

Posted 5 Years Ago


SkinlessFrank

5 Years Ago

Thanks Mary. I've been thinking lately that ego gets in the way of so many of things that matter.
For a poet whose prose I've equated to the visual strangeness of Dali and Picasso, you write a rare optimistic, bright scene in the same great way. Your spoken style is enviable to say the least.

Posted 5 Years Ago


The majesty of what you describe along with its various elements are often enough to lull any ego asleep. This is so well written. I enjoyed.

Posted 6 Years Ago


I like the way you have used nature in this poem to get ego to do a rethink. I hope when he awakes he sees the world through different eyes. Nice work.

Chris

Posted 6 Years Ago


Our misguided sense of dominant superiority over all else, versus the unassailable power of mother nature. No contest really.

Really enjoyed this.

Beccy.

Posted 6 Years Ago


SkinlessFrank

6 Years Ago

Thanks Beccy. You are spot on....she rolls right over us.
i like the allegory of the poem how it can represent the ego through depicting nature

Posted 6 Years Ago



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SkinlessFrank

Glen Sutton, Quebec, Canada



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