ILLUSIVE REFUGE

ILLUSIVE REFUGE

A Poem by Sir Joe
"

The real is realized but comfort comforts

"

 

The raucous here and now

Is definitely

Deafeningly bothering!

It thunders my consciousness

As I reside in its scope.

 

Define reality.

Fair to them, not to me?

Fie! Matter it does not

For another domain

Caters my existence.

 

There, there’s enchantment,

Freedom unrestrained,

Mirage thingamabob

Beyond man’s thinking

Or God’s conception.

 

The real is realized

But comfort comforts.

Being boxed and at ease,

I doubted if I

Should ever come back.

© 2013 Sir Joe


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This for me is a monologue of the consciousness (ego) that is in the middle of realization about reality in the material world and about existence. As to the form and choice of words, surprising it is that after two poems this week, you would exhibit rapid growth, you have evolved from being a young soul into a matured one not just in term of form but also in term of argument and or message that you were trying to convey.

I have the same sentiment in a matter of defining reality, but I have also to bear in mind the fact that beyond raucous reality there still exists the law of naturalism which is worse, so I have to understand and embrace life as it is. As for the thought that I have grasped in this powerful piece, it will be the poetic persona’s choice if (s)he will come back or just allow himself/herself to be boxed and be at the comfort of the comfort ( needs and wants) provided by another domain. Freedom anyway is not detachment from anything, but it is making a choice or making an act on something and the readiness to bear the consequences of the own choice and/or action. If the other domain can provide the poetic persona 's needs to better define his/her existence, then nothing wrong with being in the refuge of another domain.


Posted 11 Years Ago


3 of 3 people found this review constructive.

Belle

11 Years Ago

What I have said is only my reaction after reading your poetry. I liked the piece Li'l Brother, very.. read more
Belle

11 Years Ago

Correction : What I have said is only my reaction after reading your poetry, it only means that at s.. read more
Sir Joe

11 Years Ago

Hehehe your reaction is greatly appreciated, ate Belle. =)
How overwhelming!
That's why .. read more



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This for me is a monologue of the consciousness (ego) that is in the middle of realization about reality in the material world and about existence. As to the form and choice of words, surprising it is that after two poems this week, you would exhibit rapid growth, you have evolved from being a young soul into a matured one not just in term of form but also in term of argument and or message that you were trying to convey.

I have the same sentiment in a matter of defining reality, but I have also to bear in mind the fact that beyond raucous reality there still exists the law of naturalism which is worse, so I have to understand and embrace life as it is. As for the thought that I have grasped in this powerful piece, it will be the poetic persona’s choice if (s)he will come back or just allow himself/herself to be boxed and be at the comfort of the comfort ( needs and wants) provided by another domain. Freedom anyway is not detachment from anything, but it is making a choice or making an act on something and the readiness to bear the consequences of the own choice and/or action. If the other domain can provide the poetic persona 's needs to better define his/her existence, then nothing wrong with being in the refuge of another domain.


Posted 11 Years Ago


3 of 3 people found this review constructive.

Belle

11 Years Ago

What I have said is only my reaction after reading your poetry. I liked the piece Li'l Brother, very.. read more
Belle

11 Years Ago

Correction : What I have said is only my reaction after reading your poetry, it only means that at s.. read more
Sir Joe

11 Years Ago

Hehehe your reaction is greatly appreciated, ate Belle. =)
How overwhelming!
That's why .. read more
THE MOUSAI are giving you overflowing inspiration. O'right. Three poems in less than a week... :)

Question : " thingamajig" from 3rd Stanza Line 3, is it typographical error, or you have coiled new word to emphasize new meaning?

Posted 11 Years Ago


Sir Joe

11 Years Ago

That word actually means thing unnamed or a word used when the proper word for something is not know.. read more
Belle

11 Years Ago

Hh okay, another learning from you. Do not be surprised, too, if you will find that word in my futur.. read more
Sir Joe

11 Years Ago

Hehehe, Ok, ate Belle. =) We all learn from one another. =)
Love the toughts in this piece, I find it brave,free spirited and the speaker has ability to change the lanscape of life without hesitations. The last part is partly settled. For question if you can come back again, my is answer is Yes, you can, you can come back always. Base on the story progression, I think impossibility totally not in your world and possibility of exploring things under the sun is your life. Great brilliant write, I admire your words play and selection of words. Keep writing Bro. :)

Posted 11 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Sir Joe

11 Years Ago

Thank you Sir Marc (if you don't mind me calling you sir). =)
Marc Marlon Villaflor

11 Years Ago

:) Welcome

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Added on March 27, 2013
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Sir Joe

Stoneville, Oragonland, Pearl of the Orient Seas, Philippines



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