INK BLOTS

INK BLOTS

A Poem by Helena
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For Yos' contest "Be your own Therapist"

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 Gone my façade when I see the ink blots

this morning reality is caste before my eyes

my naked thoughts laid bare a trap...

a crack in my psyche withers images

flight or flight emotions appear strong, but

tissue thin as I open Pandora’s box

where fleeing demons melt into oblivion

I slip into the reality of now and cast away the then

that seems to consume our sessions

What do you see?  you ask again…

 

 

 

© Helena May 2009

© 2009 Helena


Author's Note

Helena
Originally written (but not submitted) for one of Tovli's Ten contests.
The words were gone, slip, withers, morning, crack, art, trap, consume, flight, tissue

Thank you for reading my words

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The Rorschach tests reveal
some things we feel we must conceal.
Interpretations can be wrong.
It is the way we sing our song

The rhythm counts more than the words
Psychiatrists I find absurd
It seems they always presuppose
they understand what no one knows.

Although the tests which they devise
have much merit in their eyes.
I could not possibly agree
they know a great deal more than me.

I much prefer my own insight
because they never get it righ












Posted 14 Years Ago


2 of 2 people found this review constructive.




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I love introspective poems but I ask why not see all the good first ? Well done! You did a beautiful job!

Posted 14 Years Ago


2 of 2 people found this review constructive.

Very good. Oh I see two poodles kissing.

Posted 14 Years Ago


2 of 2 people found this review constructive.

The poem is very nice, but I do not see the connection with the isometric ink blot!

Posted 14 Years Ago


2 of 2 people found this review constructive.

DIVINE! Wonderful! Graceful! Lovely! Beautiful! ...

Posted 14 Years Ago


2 of 2 people found this review constructive.

Helena, you are one of my favorite poets because you take risks with language and you draw the reader into the poem, hold him there, and when he leaves at the end, he's a happy lover of poetry!

Posted 14 Years Ago


2 of 2 people found this review constructive.

Our minds can play tricks on us, when something gets into our psyche it can makes us see things that are not real... your words can make one think real hard.

Posted 14 Years Ago


2 of 3 people found this review constructive.

What do you see? you ask again� This poem spoke volumes to me, I would never have thought it was written for a word contest. That's quite remarkable.

Posted 14 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

I admire the way you put the words required in so smoothly. They arent a bit forced, they slide in so naturally. the tissue thin effect esp sticks out, as you open Pandoras box. well done!

p.s love the image. all i see is what looks like a mangled pair of lungs sitting on a pair of wellington boots with two headless women on each side!

Posted 14 Years Ago


Wow this piece was truly amazing. So well thought out. You did an excellent job with your discriptions.

Posted 14 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.


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Helena
Helena

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Born at Sydney N.S.W. and lived there until moving near to the Gold Coast Qld. on Australia�s beautiful east coast. I have 3 sons, 3 grandsons and two grandaughters all who are the .. more..

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