Reputations

Prose poetry. Ramblings.

What's real (anymore)

in a near perfect world? 

The dampness of the day 

overstays its welcome, 

amongst snowy smiles which 

fail to reach the eyes, while 

pretenses are kept and reputations 

saved from being tattered.

What's real (anymore)

in a near perfect world?

Closed doors which harbor 

sinister beings while cursed, 

mangled bodies lay oozing blood, 

their stench attracts vultures 

in human forms, which feed 

upon the innocence lost. 

Reviews

[jacob erin-cilberto]

"reputation" almost seems like an extinct idea these days....so much morality is thrown out the window now...we seek for nothing but pleasure and riches...the vultures circle, seeking us...
even with all our technology...apathy seems to be the virus that has infiltrated.
j.

[Dr. YumnaKay]

Apathy, yes..it is rather a sad, sad world that we live in, I think...
Thank you so much for your words here, Jaocb. Appreciated.

[barleygirl]

The word "reputation" conjures up negative ideas (for me) about those overly focused on a detached banner that flies over someone's head, describing him/her, rather than having an actual conversation with a person to see for oneself how she/he seems to be. In the end, we can't know anyone. Think how hard it is to know ourselves & how this quest lasts a lifetime. Your poem feels like it's making fun of the idea of being fully known as a human, a spirit, or a soul (((HUGS))) Fondly, Margie

[Dr. YumnaKay]

I actually have forgotten almost what made me write this piece but I do remember that I was angry at that time...I guess I'm just too negative sometimes :x
Thank you so much for your insight here. As always, appreciated.

[Chris Shaw]

A perfect world? One full of power for the few, greed and violence all around us. There are vultures everywhere feeding off the innocents. Powerful imagery and thinking Dr Y. However I do like the power in your pen :)

Chris

[Dr. YumnaKay]

I've learned that the most unsuspected ones are the real vultures..or so it seems.
Thank you so much for your words here and for appreciating, Christine. Glad you like it.

[andrew mitchell]

What a lovely smooth flowing write Doc. Yes we are so desensitised by violence and on top of that we have fake news! One of my fav's of yours.

[Dr. YumnaKay]

Desensitised is the word, yes! Seems like nothing affects us until we directly experience it :x
read moreDesensitised is the word, yes! Seems like nothing affects us until we directly experience it :x
Thank you so much for appreciating this one, Andrew.

[Beccy]

I have no idea what is real anymore, at least not in the world those 'reputations,' inhabit, which is one of deceit, lies and more lies in the pursuit of a power that ultimately has no value.

As George Orwell observed, 'power is sought entirely for its own sake, there is no care for the good of others.'

And as for a near perfect world; not by a million miles.

A thought provoking poem.

Beccy.

[Dr. YumnaKay]

I completely agree. It does seem hard to trust in things all around.
Thank you so much for your insight here and for appreciating, Beccy.

[An owl on the moon]

Such a deeply moving, dark song of life's lingering light. I feel such a contrast here of the world of innocence and the grown world of decay. What's real? The question carried me back too many years to when I survived by escaping myself to enter made up worlds. Perhaps it's still a way to escape that stench.

[Dr. YumnaKay]

At times, yes, it does seem like there's no escape except to enter those fantasy worlds... oblivion would be blissful.
Thank you so much for your words here, Craig. Always appreciated.

[An owl on the moon]

Oblivion... now... if you write the novel about it, I would gladly read it. Sounds like an amazing place.

[John the Baptist]

For some reason I believe this one has political/ economic implications. Can't say exactly why, unless misused power is also implied.

[Dr. YumnaKay]

I certainly has political implications, but personal too...I like your observation. Thank you for reading, John. Appreciated.