Within the clockwork mechanism of nature my gears turn, tired, worn, they grind in the hope that the master clockmaker might make my heart beat again
beyond the automaton of my being- locked away in a coal bin of my own making: sequenced, encoded and functional. A muted spark in this elaborate but simple form
craving the spectacular waterworks of emotion in limber and graceful movements, seeking the linchpin of humanity among crystals and springs that patiently await the return of my misplaced spirit.
Wow, you know sometimes we go through life thinking that we are alone in some specific emotion...Then we find with others who are honest and can share, there is real understanding and mutuality there. You speak of something I touched on in my poem, "Reflection." I had died a little inside and needed to be rekindled. This automaton of your being, completely sums that up for me perfectly. I like your DNA analogy! A muted spark! Beautiful language! Describing WANTING to cry...These are rare and choice emotions. It is a very worthy subject matter. I love it!!
My father was a watch and clock repairman, so the title drew me into this world of gears and springs. I'd never considered it, but the idea works well. Sometimes, just a bit of cleaning and oil is all that's needed for the spirit to once again shine as new.
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Now this was also worth the delay of heading home from the office...
I like the last line in the second stanza, "A muted spark in this elaborate but simple form".
You are showing some deep truth here Blue. It only takes a little spark to set the world on fire!
Lovely poem blue. Very much so.
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You have cleverly incorporated time in the heart of what matters... the human spirit thrives on it, as time, love, and life ticks away...we all need a "spark" to get us going...
A poignant thought to digest...Well penned!~xoxo~:)
Great metaphors in this one...the industrial texture of the feel of the gears and metal--the clock, juxtaposed with the "heart" and emotion really give an emotional feel to this one. I like the imagery and the flow...really nothing that I didn't like about this one. Well done!
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