Meditation in a Fever

Meditation in a Fever

A Poem by jcarlson33

Experimental concept with verse structure here, but I think it has an interesting rhythm to it. By no means regular, but could be considered blank verse maybe. I would love to hear your interpretation

Does the silence yet speak?
Do the birds yet crow?
Cry out the oration of another morning gone?
As widows of the past and servants to being?

Does the orange stain of the sunrise that swirls with the clouds give hope?
Does the sky yet reign?

Or do all of us just wait?

In stillness and calm,
In perfect drudgery,
In blank stares as we sip our nightly scotch.

Just to cope -
Just to hold the moment and fasten time's yoke.
Just to relinquish all weight that ties us to dead men -
Of lovers that leave us bloody.

Does the sky yet yearn,
For some grace and order?

Does the sun yet illuminate?
Or is it's child (1) only a facade?

Does thy love break apart -
Our congenial bonds?

Or is reason our lord,
and sense our guide?

© 2017 jcarlson33

Author's Note

(1) Child of the good is a concept from Plato in the "Republic", where he describes the sun as illuminating and being symbolic of the Good - through it, one's knowledge is made worthwhile and life happy. In other words, Plato's model of the universe is that it is all essentially since it is guided by this orderly concept, and through the Good all else is defined and influenced.

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Looking forward to reading more of you. I don't spend as much time as I used to do. But it is nice to have a new poet to look forward to.

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I appreciate it, writing is still a new venture to me as I have not written fiction since I was a te.. read more
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Hold fast to dreams for if dreams go . . .


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Added on April 9, 2017
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