ELEGY FOR SERENDIPITY

06 24 14

If you need me

I'll be on the couch soaking in

the sour entertainment

of bent arms in the clock

 

From the corner I am pinned to by sight

the machines have abandoned

embodiment of an appeal

for infinity's human-infused assurance

 

Has the coil of communication

choked on a knot of fiberoptic shadows?

 

Humidity's stationary air

is severed by a wisp that has conquered

survival in a chill

on my forehead of stillborn condensation

 

Seeping like poisoned blood through the past

are the unchained embezzlements

of my identity

in a recall of cutting floor relevance

yearning to be forgotten

but a lame duck emotion

needs a living home

 

You won't need me

Author's Note

Reviews

[Wall Hermitt]

“Elegy for serendipity”. Quite the plaintive, melancholic introduction. Your words are heartfelt and personally I do find them relatable. Hopefully there is something that will find us in this downheartedness and alleviate our spirits. Thanks for the share.

[kublakhan27]

Thanks so much for another kind review my friend...writing is the only real therapy I have, and when I get a review such as this, I just feel better...it's comforting to know that someone out there knows just where I'm coming from....us poets must stick together and overcome whatever trials life throws at us...so glad you enjoyed this piece, it means more than I can articulate.

[♔ CrownedDevil &#..]

Amazing lines, and vivid imagery. I like the way you structured this piece. Nicely done.

Kaze~

[J. K. Beach]

I get the impression of a tortured soul held back by the great weight of inertia. A relationship, perhaps? The last stanza is particularly plaintive and resigned. The writing is top-notch what ever the emotion. Very good work!

[kublakhan27]

Hard to articulate the circumstances surrounding this one...lots of emotions swirling around when it was written...I'm happy that you enjoyed it being the personal piece that it is, thank you JK :)

[Einstein Noodle]

your poem puts me there .. a relationship so gone cold the two are completely alone .. we long for and need so much more .. our electronic devices do choke us .. your descriptions are vivid .. graphic ... and i feel this poem .. love and peace kubla!
E.

[kublakhan27]

Thanks so much E, it's a personal piece (as my last few pieces have been) so I'm glad to know that you felt it...love and peace in return my friend :)

[Vidya Bacchus]

Wonderful lines KK and oh so vivid imagery here my friend.Your lines never cease to amaze me :)

[kublakhan27]

Your kind words and unwavering support mean the world my friend...thanks so much :)

[Vidya Bacchus]

You are welcome :)

[Lyn Anderson]

I must be hallucinating poetry now, because I swear I read and reviewed this already, yet my comment is not there. I love the imagery here. The question in the middle is pretty brilliant.

[kublakhan27]

It's okay, I've had a review erased and miraculously resurrected tonight so there's the site for you...so glad you enjoyed it.

[Lyn Anderson]

No problem. And I did already review Except For -- did not repost

[Troy Henson]

Life's ups and downs certainly speak volumes to us. Listen to your heart and learn from life's lessons.

Regards
Troy

[kublakhan27]

Thanks so much Troy :)

[Rita L. Sev]

Your last stanza really spoke to me, Steve. So tiresome being the living home for that lame duck emotion... But time is its own kind of roller coaster ride; sometimes we find what we need (and who needs us) on the downward slope...

[kublakhan27]

Very true my friend...so glad that this one spoke to you, being a fairly personal piece...thank you Rita :)

[Tom]

I would feign from being too self analytical in the critical sense when you produce such edifying, cerebral writing as this!

A metaphoric treatise, hope it's not your epitaph lol....ps great accompanying song to compliment your reflective, poetic somnolence!

[kublakhan27]

Thanks so much Tom, I never thought my most spontaneous write would garner compliments of this sort...then again, this is so pervasively me that it was probably just waiting to be written...I'm glad I was still able to leave room for metaphors in a piece that I wasn't sure that people could relate to, again because it's so personal in tone...I assure you it's not my epitaph haha But every time I do write a poem, I fear that it will be my last...I've always liked and related to that song though it never occurred to me till I was finished that it was a perfect fit...so glad you enjoyed this one :)

[Tom]

Indeed, a classic !

[Tate Morgan]

I get the feeling this is about your life or relationship maybe yours And the thought that its gone flat ' I read this three times and all i could keep thinking of were the words of my friend david lewis paget
I wonder what we all had in mind as youngsters would look like along side what we have become in reality?

And soon we turn our backs on them
Those shadows that were once young men
Who never dreamt hypocrisy
Would spill their dreams, philosophy;

And rule them with a rod of steel
And teach them well how not to feel,
And lead them blindly through their days -
They spare no thought for younger ways.

And where that dream, ideal, that once
Was held to spell deliverance?
Well we might ask, and well we might;
It’s life, not death, puts out the light!

David Lewis Paget

[kublakhan27]

It's hard to explain, but there's certainly a lot of autobiography in it...I tried to leave as much room as possible for interpretation and relating, but the undercurrent of alienation is really the backbone of the piece...the funny thing about me is, I've barely changed as I've gotten older...I essentially feel the same way towards the world and people in particular as I did when I arrived at adolescence...but in 1997, and a long way from adolescence, I started writing, and something did change in me...I held everything in as a kid, now I can't hold anything in if I tried, and I do try, especially when I'm here haha Thanks so much for devoting so much time to my poem, I do appreciate it :)

[Tate Morgan]

You are welcome I am myself 55 and started writing at 47 not much has changed in my mind for the way I see things ether thought I wish for the simpler times

[kublakhan27]

I'm 37 now, so I would have started writing at around 19...I wish I had started earlier...I was always an avid reader but it just never occurred to me to try it myself...it's funny how we long to be adults in the midst of that youthful innocence, then we get there and realize that you don't know what you have till it's gone...

[Tate Morgan]

hahah yeah i wrote a poem about that called boyhood

[Tate Morgan]

Well I was way too busy at that age to write it wasnt till i got divorced that i started wrioting

[kublakhan27]

Sadly it probably takes a life event such as that to inspire most writers to pick up a pen...I think I just got tired of being looked at a certain way by people...