Outpouring

Outpouring

A Poem by Einstein Noodle

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"Weeping Woman" by Pablo Picasso, 1937
Outpouring 
crossing my intention with remiss a
damp chill seeks out the marrow .....
bone words                   

lavender, beige,            mint and  
Lebanon cedar
sea salts and
frankincense.

things of Egypt                    things of tombs

like cinder blocked, bare knuckled ......buckled and strapped
scratching behind walls

time swallows hard to keep it down
our eye lashes flutter and ripple the oceans

our skin lays chard in clumps across the floor
flight paths of attempted escapes 
crisscrossed contrails of bloody pulp
orange peeled entrails, 
agent orange burnt eyes 

smells never forgotten
always unspoken.

this weeping
this outpouring

3/22/24
E.
 

© 2024 Einstein Noodle


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These tears especailly from the "weeping women" must touch the heart and soul of people living in safe countries like my own, and the depth of the semi- abstract images you paint with words has to be felt as well as seen.
Those who survive damaged for life with invisible scars ,and as always i think of the children in war ... :((

Posted 2 Weeks Ago


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Einstein Noodle

2 Weeks Ago

such a sensitive reading of this one Stella ... very appreciative of you taking time and letting me .. read more



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Going back in time, cruelty wept the goodness out of seasons and generations. Hitting the weak, desecrating what was considered holy, spiritual, vital. And (like it or not) that is how history and its wars and battles Man against Man have become acceptable because they are in all ways, inevitable. One day a gentle being will tell that if the first wars had been successful.. why have armies, countries and the evil searched for the final success - kill the lot of us. Cynical but worth thinking.. thanks to you and your monumental write, sir.

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Einstein Noodle

1 Month Ago

i do luv you Ms. Emmajoygreen ... what a blessed review your words are to me ... thanks so much for .. read more
emmajoygreen

1 Month Ago

Thank you, sir. I meant every word.
I have always been fascinated with Egypt and all of their tombs and other things.
I can feel this write, very well written write you have penned.

Posted 2 Months Ago


Einstein Noodle

2 Months Ago

thank you for stopping by to read and review ... yes .. i am with you about all things Egypt of the .. read more
These are hard words that seem like remnants of history and all the nightmares the past - maybe experiences - it brings. Small petty things are put into microscopic focus. Nights are danger zones.

This is scary.

Posted 2 Months Ago


Einstein Noodle

2 Months Ago

thank you for taking time Relic ... your impressions and reactions are always important to me .. pea.. read more
Outrage, travesty, atrocity, obesity, insanity. Disgust, mistrust, world lust. Broken pieces gathered together, pieced together into a Frankenstein monstrosity. Nothing makes sense, least of all logic, only feelings remain. A wonderful write Einstein.

Posted 2 Months Ago


Einstein Noodle

2 Months Ago

thank you Soren .. i don't know what to say after such a generous outpouring of your sensitive read .. read more
This is some powerful and masterful writing. The imagery is so on point and layered. Thank you for writing this.

Posted 2 Months Ago


Einstein Noodle

2 Months Ago

thank you Pryde ... i means a whole lot that something i wrote struck you in such a way .. God bless.. read more
This very poignant poem could speak of any war, ; you use the word "agent orange" which i believe is from the Vietnam War....it doesn't matter which one... war is tragic and leaves those who survive it with many physical and mental problems.... your words are so perfect to portray war and its after effects....very strong and demanding of read..."flight paths of attempted escapes", and so many more descriptive phrases to show us that we will never forget....
Warmly, B

Posted 2 Months Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Einstein Noodle

2 Months Ago

yes, Ms. Betty ... you hit the nail, as is said .. thank you so much for the thoughtful read and rev.. read more
Betty Hermelee

2 Months Ago

You’re very welcome E.
Warmly
B.
Sounds like a bad case of PTSD! Perhaps a soldier who has seen combat and seen comrades badly injured and killed. Impossible to "unsee" that sort of tragedy. Every bit of the scene...the smells, the sights, the sounds...stays with a person. E, this is a powerful write. Love the Picasso artwork. Lydi**

Posted 2 Months Ago


Einstein Noodle

2 Months Ago

yes! i too really like the "Weeping Woman" ... always so happy to have your visits and reviews, Lydi.. read more
dearest E... we have tall Cedars of Lebanon surrounding the back yard of our Home built in 1988. We feel the shadows of Biblical words. An Old Cherry Tree blooms each Spring long before our Crepe Myrtle Trees. Ancient memories seem to fill our Soul with Sadness as the Wind whispers to the Weeping Willow. We lay our Head on the Pillow of Discontent as Time becomes our Savior. Mourning has Broken like the First Mourning Black Bird is singing like the First Bird (a Song sung by Cat Stevens, Your Poetry has the sound of Violins. Softly, Pat

Posted 2 Months Ago


Einstein Noodle

2 Months Ago

Pat! .... i think you have felt to brunt of this poem .. i always love the way you use your words in.. read more
War with all the destruction that go with it. It causes trauma and can leave lasting inflictions on the mind. Sometimes smells or even colors can conjure up memories we’d like to leave behind.

Posted 2 Months Ago


Einstein Noodle

2 Months Ago

war is just as you say, says i! ... scenes that will never be unseen ... and gone unnoticed every da.. read more
Poetic Beauty

2 Months Ago

Many veterans suffer from ptsd and years ago they didn’t even know about it.
Yes, an outpouring here of emotion. It didn’t feel good. Scents and colours from the past can haunt.

flight paths of attempted escapes and chard skin speak to me of pain. As does the title of your poem and the posted artwork. Dear Mr E, life isn’t always a bed of roses. I felt some mighty sharp thorns here.

Chris

Posted 2 Months Ago


Einstein Noodle

2 Months Ago

no ... doesn't feel good at all my friend ... thank you for your sensitivity and taking time here on.. read more
Chris Shaw

2 Months Ago

Aw, those cherry blossoms always bring on a smile:) Take care my friend.

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