Introversion

Introversion

A Poem by Zoe Jay

Stop filling space.
Start letting space fill you.

If luck does rain from the skies, 
it falls upon those who don't
shelter their heads.

We move on a treadmill of
wants and needs and impulses,
taking a clutch of instincts,
and calling them "feelings",
for the glorification of the self...
while a drop of a chemical,
to small to be seen,
determines the "character" of a man.

It is dark in the space inside our heads,
and we cannot see in the dark.
Those with their eyes closed,
may feel more keenly, and so,
they may never open their eyes again.

© 2013 Zoe Jay



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this is so true...like Oedipus...those without sight, the other senses work overtime...and Oedipus saw more when he was blind than when he had two good eyes.

closing our eyes and just feeling life rather than looking at everything and drawing away from it..

life is a treadmill of wants and needs and impulses...but it would be better to just live, just let it flow...take the rain and not cover our heads.

we are too protective of ourselves..afraid to take the chance.

in a psychology class in college in the late sixties..the professor had us pair up..and walk around campus..one of us blindfolded, the other one leading...it was about trust..

we need to trust that life will harm us if we let the space fill...

i believe in uncovering our heads...let the rain fall and if luck falls like rain..let it hit us in the noggin.

this is so insightful...

one suggestion...i think you meant "too small to be seen"---

jacob

Posted 4 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.




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I like it, Zoe. We cannot see in the dark, indeed....

Posted 8 Months Ago


Zoe, is this how you see life? I got the feeling you believe you are living in the Matrix where nothing makes sense. Even though events may appear random, things happen for a reason. I must admit it is very thought provoking.

Posted 2 Years Ago


The poem reminded me of some old quote somewhere. "What your eyes see. Is rarely real. If can't be held, accessed or part of us. It isn't true." I like the use of meditation. Deep thoughts and places can tempt us to stay. Thank you for sharing the excellent poetry.
Coyote

Posted 2 Years Ago


A splendid read and write...Thank you for penning...:)............

Posted 3 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

I love your work, I'm probably going to spend the rest of my night going through everything you've written. You're a talent :)

Posted 4 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Butchery of pure insight for the meal shared by you and I

Posted 4 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

this is so true...like Oedipus...those without sight, the other senses work overtime...and Oedipus saw more when he was blind than when he had two good eyes.

closing our eyes and just feeling life rather than looking at everything and drawing away from it..

life is a treadmill of wants and needs and impulses...but it would be better to just live, just let it flow...take the rain and not cover our heads.

we are too protective of ourselves..afraid to take the chance.

in a psychology class in college in the late sixties..the professor had us pair up..and walk around campus..one of us blindfolded, the other one leading...it was about trust..

we need to trust that life will harm us if we let the space fill...

i believe in uncovering our heads...let the rain fall and if luck falls like rain..let it hit us in the noggin.

this is so insightful...

one suggestion...i think you meant "too small to be seen"---

jacob

Posted 4 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

must come back to this-- making a note for myself.

Posted 5 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

while a drop of a chemical,
to small to be seen,
determines the "character" of a man

A haunting thought that. Yes, it is dark, and we stumble around in there trying to move the furniture and fix ourselves.

Posted 5 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

I love the slightly dark undertones used to describe an innate characteristic of man.

Well done!

Posted 5 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.


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WHAT AM I?: Nephilim
WHAT AM I?: Nephilim
A teen boy gets killed, but trades his soul for another chance. He changes. A girl notices the new boy with silver eyes.

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Added on September 24, 2011
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Tags: introvert, introversion, introspection, contemplation, melancholy, internalized, inner self, soul, others, connections, networks, feelings, people, learning, open mind, co-operation, boldness

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Zoe Jay
Zoe Jay

Los Angeles, CA



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I come from Fife, in Scotland, and I now live in Los Angeles and run a business in the music industry. I've been writing poetry for about as long as I could write! I had a poetry collection published .. more..

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