As It Never Was

The idolized life
written in sonorous tones
fills the page with images
of perfection.

They flock to it,
hoping to find a snippet
that can be solemnly placed
in a memory box and then pretend
the artificial glow of its story will
soften the jagged edges of
their lives.

And the poet smiles and basks
in the adulation that seems to
border on the fanatical-smugly
he sits in a darkened room while
he hums an indiscernible tune
and imagines life as it never was.

Reviews

[Frieda P]

This one screams on the page...you nailed it, as usual! Nuff said.

[icelandicblue]

Thanks Frieda!

[Frieda P]

Ha thank you.

[Angi]

icelandicblue, you have nailed it. Pretty little words all in a row...keeps the real monsters at bay.

[icelandicblue]

If only we could build walls with them. Thanks so much Angi.

[ChemicalMadness]

Love the picture you've laid out for us here...pretty intriguing commentary.
CM.

[icelandicblue]

Thanks CM- it's all in the spin.

[Kristin Lee]

Imagining life as it never was...such a revelation to peel back the veil and see the images from the opening stanza, written with such perfection, were all a sham. Great imagination. I like how this unfolds like a story.

[icelandicblue]

Thanks Kristen-maybe one day I'll find enough words to write a story, but you're right it does read like one. Thanks again for stopping by.

[Jack...]

This can apply to almost anyone, we sometimes place images and words high on a pedestal then when we find they don't exactly smile on us like we planned, we knock them down with a thud.

Blue, this hit home, this turned on the lights and made eyes focus. You are gifted, my friend, very gifted. I am happy to call you my friend.

Happy Mother's Day.

[icelandicblue]

Aw thanks Jack. I am happy you could see what I was writing about. You, sir, are too kind.

[rhythm&blues]

When someone reads and relates to your poetry, making for an idyllic feel it can be quite intoxicating. A brilliant read, you have conceptualized it perfectly here.

[icelandicblue]

Thanks for reading. I am happy you like it.

[Aidz]

the words hung like velvet on a soft warm summer breeze, familiar to the skin and heart

kewl write I enjoyed

[icelandicblue]

Thanks so much for reading and commenting.

: )

[Buddhistboy73]

I like this. I like this, as it's clever, and for me it's so true. Ah the life of the poet...creating beautiful imagery for all to read and envisage.....while maybe their own life is not quite so "perfect".....

Thanks for sharing this.
BB

[icelandicblue]

Thanks so much-often poetry is another form of storytelling. I am glad you liked the poem.

[The Rock And Roll Cowbo..]

Often we see things how we want to see them leaving us blind to the truth.

[icelandicblue]

Exactly-Thanks for reading and commenting

[quinfinn]

i felt this one as it rocked me to my core. your words are plainly penned from truth as it is so relevant to any poet...and the feelings you describe are as familiar as a family member. this is an awesome write!

[icelandicblue]

What we write is real...and then again it is not. I find it to be an interesting conundrum. Thanks so very much quin.