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Soliloquy

Soliloquy

A Poem by Poppy Ruth Silver
"

All that we see and seem is but a dream within a dream ― Edgar Allan Poe

"


It is a responsibility of sorts 
to be a Poet and weave words
yet what of the words that want release 
which are not the responsible kind of thoughts
such as I am homesick and never felt I belonged
certain emotions have no place in responsibility
for they will out themselves anyway in time
what of the thoughts of others as they absorb poetry
often exorcised from a melancholic perception
one thinks of these things sometimes 
though to be a writer we must thread what is felt
to be true to our life, our visions, our craft
so what of thoughts from others 
when they absorb depressive wanderings
there is no answer 
poetry
like nature
just is
cunning in its need of being written
its want of moving the fingers one by one
to purge what desecrates inner sanity
I am homesick for eternal light
that offers a peace like no other
for shattering, sedate silence 
that pieces shards of existence back together
I am homesick for a realm I remember
not a strange world that seems an illusion
though pain and hurt suffered are more than real
I never belonged in such strange times
strange times that have rendered me motionless
yet my light I have given with no expectations
for each of us knowingly or unknowingly balance the dark
it is a responsibility of sorts to be a Poet and weave words
only sometimes those words have a life of their own
an odd contradiction as death haunts my dreams of late


©2017 PoppySilver

© 2017 Poppy Ruth Silver



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You are right dear Poppy.
"it is a responsibility of sorts to be a Poet and weave words
only sometimes those words have a life of their own
an odd contradiction as death haunts my dreams of late"
Writing is sometime needed. Mind and heart need to release words to paper. Thank you for sharing your amazing thoughts and words.
Coyote




Posted 15 Hours Ago


I read from an old poet, that to be a true creator of awe-inspiring connectivity to the soul... One must reach farther than anyone else dares, into the black abyss of emotion the sane don't tread... You put those words into art-form, and the thought into meter... Beautiful and woeful.... All at the same time...

Posted 1 Day Ago


a profound write poppy, lots of layers to dwell on, like to write or not to write, to say or not to say, to reveal or not to reveal. some other poets or readers will be attracted to your writes or put off which i'm quite familiar with lol losing a few commentators along the way but understandable i just mess with words.:)

Posted 4 Days Ago


Dreams often give clues to your inner state of mind. When you are unsettled it points towards the most dreaded fear, death in most cases. However as far as rootlessness is concerned that seems more like taking journey within yourself and arriving at the destined destination. Sometimes it takes longer than expected but you know patience is indeed a virtue. A poignant one.

Posted 1 Week Ago


Brilliant use of words. loved what I read.

Posted 1 Week Ago


words will find their way to the page, whether they should or not....so why not we poets to do it...?
we are born to write, and the words find us rather than we finding them.
i really relate...
j.

Posted 1 Week Ago


birds gotta fly and fish gotta swim. poets weave words & feelings from hearts worn upon sleeves. nice one. :)

Posted 1 Week Ago


we are called to write,some love,some pain
and only a few that write every thing,but we all feel
the same

Posted 1 Week Ago



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Poppy Ruth Silver
Poppy Ruth Silver

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Merry Meet all, welcome to my page. I write mainly poetry but I also write stream of thought prose. I also create spoken word poetry and have a couple of novels on the go (dust covered albeit;) My .. more..

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