The Demise of A Book

The Demise of A Book

A Poem by icelandicblue

Each day I awake once more
and don a skin a tad too tight,
overflowing with what ifs and regret.
Undaunted I tilt my harbinger hat askew
ready for the day and her latest breath of irony.

It is then I am yanked away,
transported, running upon a meadow of words.
I am lured in by thoughts of hope,
such a shiny thing snatched away by a crow
unable to resist her own nature.

But feathered nests are subject
to the vagaries of the wind.
Here trapped in the vortex of my mind
spun round and round the maelstrom
I spread my arms out unable to breathe.

Finally the subject of my interest finds the truth
and it destroys a little bit of her heart,
she is now more part than whole, as am I.
She turns her face to the sun and tastes the clouds
forcing me to close the covers upon her and savor the emptiness.

© 2015 icelandicblue


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-- you write beautiful poetry, dudette...

-- for me, "she is now more part than whole, as am I." is such a compelling thought that i've been in it since the last half an hour or so... and have revisited some parts of my journey in my head... -- but i do know that "emptiness" as well... that absence of a book when we're done reading it...

-- also, recently, i was watching an episode of a show called "the newsroom" and i bumped into the expression "terminal irony"... and this post reminds me of that expression...


Posted 9 Years Ago


icelandicblue

9 Years Ago

Hi s,

Love that show, and I love that phrase. Thanks for taking so much time to read .. read more
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9 Years Ago

-- my privilege... :)
As a book junkie, this title drew me in.
Sometimes, while reading a book, I read a line that hits me so hard that all I can do is close the book and stare at a wall for a few minutes.
And other times, when I'm reading a really good book, I'm torn between wanting to rush through it because I can't wait to read more, and purposely slowing my pace so the joy of reading it doesn't end.
Oh, the angst.....
Lovely piece.

Posted 9 Years Ago


icelandicblue

8 Years Ago

Thank you Rubie.
This is a wonderful analogy of how it can feel when you get so lost in a book it becomes your world, and when you are done reading it you feel like you left a part of you inside the cover. Impressive poetry.

Posted 9 Years Ago


icelandicblue

9 Years Ago

Thanks Dale, there is nothing like reading a good book, but the silence afterward resonates. Nice to.. read more
i often start reading, then stop reading in order to write...words to my eyes become a meal for the mind to digest and start spewing them out myself...

the title reminds me of how many people have asked me if am ever going to publish a novel---since all i do are poetry books....as if they are wondering if i am going to publish something legitimate...makes me smile...

i really like your final line in this..."close the covers and savor the emptiness" which is actually rich and full with inspiration.

Posted 9 Years Ago


icelandicblue

9 Years Ago

Thank you Jacob. It's an empty feeling when you finish a good book. ; )
Its dark, dramatic and inspiring I like it. It does drive that sense of loss and wonder and it makes you think the whole time you're reading it

Posted 9 Years Ago


icelandicblue

9 Years Ago

Thank you so much annar.
annalysiar

9 Years Ago

You're welcome
What a dark and dramatic sense of loss! I can't quite understand if it's the writing of a book which has come to a stop because words won't or can't come to light (perhaps for a specific reason) OR if you've read a book and it's not touched you and merely left you wanting more. No, reading again, am apt to think the former..

Your use of metaphors is extraordinary, 'But feathered nests are subject - to the vagaries of the wind.' A chain of phrases creates a chapter, ' Here trapped in the vortex of my mind - spun round and round the maelstrom - I spread my arms out unable to breathe.' Thank you for sharing yet another of your creations, sad though it is.



Posted 9 Years Ago


emmajoy

9 Years Ago

Ah, think I understand a little more now. Strangely and hand on heart, i spent a few minutes last e.. read more
icelandicblue

9 Years Ago

I haven't been writing at all...but I've read close 100 books since Spring. I feel ready and inspire.. read more
emmajoy

9 Years Ago

Smiling like the Cheshire cat... :) off and away now.

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