Sharp tongues cut across her soul as
wagging fingers punctuate their disapproval.
Sighing her frustration, she looks beyond the window
of unmet expectations that threaten to grasp her
with their unrelenting fingers in vain attempts
to kill the vibrant spirits that dance within.
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September 22nd, 2010 at 8:59 pm
Very powerful sounding language in this one.
Great job
September 23rd, 2010 at 8:19 am
Thanks Severny!
September 22nd, 2010 at 9:12 pm
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September 22nd, 2010 at 9:14 pm
love the image, so breath taking to me…
the word resilience is the most beautiful word I know..
love the spirits in it.
September 23rd, 2010 at 8:19 am
I agree. Resilience is a most beautiful thing.
September 22nd, 2010 at 9:15 pm
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September 22nd, 2010 at 9:20 pm
no problem, see you tomorrow…
September 22nd, 2010 at 9:24 pm
That first line just stopped me in my tracks, made me sit up and take notice as I read the rest of the poem. Great work!
September 23rd, 2010 at 8:20 am
Yes, the words clamored in my brain, demanding to be noticed
September 22nd, 2010 at 10:09 pm
Every words pierced into the heart =P lol strong emotion spark within, wonderful!=P
September 23rd, 2010 at 8:21 am
Thanks Riika!
September 23rd, 2010 at 1:29 am
sharp tongues do have a tendency to bring down joyful spirits.. well written..!
Rally Week 29, My Poem
September 23rd, 2010 at 8:21 am
Yes, but only if you let them!
September 23rd, 2010 at 2:58 am
“she looks beyond the window
of unmet expectations”…. great line. I enjoyed reading this.
September 23rd, 2010 at 8:23 am
Hi! And I am glad you enjoyed it. Thanks so much for visiting.
September 23rd, 2010 at 4:31 am
vibrant spirits that dance within.
nice really nice
September 23rd, 2010 at 8:24 am
Thanks wiserskydiver. I appreciate the comments. I’ll have to stop by your place next
September 23rd, 2010 at 5:29 am
Sharp tongues cut across her soul as- wagging fingers punctuate their disapproval.
Instead of the other way round- Sharp fingers and wagging tongue- this only displays the strong feelings.. Each word stabbed across many times.. I had read that again and again since it was like a round and vicious cycle- what a blatant truth you have expressed just in few words..
Happy Rally Love,
xoxoxox
September 23rd, 2010 at 8:27 am
You know, I didn’t even see that switch. This one, like most of my poems, just came to me as I was dozing in bed. I got up and had to write it down. It had to get out. Good to see you Olivia. I will be stopping by soon. Happy rally to you!
Hugs!
September 23rd, 2010 at 6:09 am
i feel for her…
i am glad she can see beyond it…
September 23rd, 2010 at 8:28 am
Thanks…seeing beyond saves the spirit.
September 23rd, 2010 at 8:43 am
lovely, quietly rhythmic
September 23rd, 2010 at 11:26 am
brilliant poetry dear
and wat a lovely picture to accompany it.. strong words but beautifully expressed
Here from Jingle’s Rally
You can find my poem at
http://megzone.wordpress.com/2010/09/22/sleep-walking/
September 23rd, 2010 at 5:53 pm
Hi Meg! Thanks for stopping by. I will definitely check out what you have. Cheers!
September 23rd, 2010 at 11:51 am
Absolutely gorgeous…your words danced across my soul with vibrance, opened my fingers in welcome and coloured the view from my open window with the power of resilience. Thank-you, your poem is beautiful.
September 23rd, 2010 at 5:54 pm
Aw thanks!
September 23rd, 2010 at 12:49 pm
Beautifully said.. and I loved the imagery and the words “beyond the window
of unmet expectations” is so great.. Liked it so much…
ॐ नमः शिवाय
Om Namah Shivaya
At Twitter @VerseEveryDay for a verse everyday about love, longing and life
September 23rd, 2010 at 5:55 pm
Thanks Shashi. I appreciate the kind words
September 23rd, 2010 at 3:31 pm
This society with its hypocritical inhabitants only knows to point fingers at others! Little does it realize how much this hurts!
Such a beautiful poem, Lisa… you captured this pain too well here…
I hope NOTHING threatens her free spirit!!
September 23rd, 2010 at 5:55 pm
Hi Kavita! Her free spirit is a strong spirit.
September 23rd, 2010 at 4:05 pm
Loved the wording. Great job.
September 23rd, 2010 at 5:56 pm
Thanks Kimberly!
September 23rd, 2010 at 4:58 pm
…”wagging fingers punctuate their disapproval..” What an amazing line – why does the whole world and their dog have an opinion on OUR business?? People are so quick to tell us what we are doing wrong with our lives…such people would trample down vibrant spirits at the drop of a hat.
Great poem – and the photo is excellent too xx
September 23rd, 2010 at 5:57 pm
Yes too many people think they know what’s right. It might be right for them, but not for someone else. And the poem I got from Morgue Files.
September 28th, 2010 at 8:34 am
I mean the picture I got from Morgue files lol!
September 23rd, 2010 at 6:20 pm
Amazingly strong and powerful poem Lisa…loved the image too…Happy Rally my friend xxx
September 24th, 2010 at 8:24 am
Thanks Amanda. A happy rally to you as well!
September 23rd, 2010 at 6:25 pm
The image was fantastic the message I felt personally talked to me!
Thanks.
September 24th, 2010 at 8:23 am
Thanks silly!
September 23rd, 2010 at 7:09 pm
Fight every attempt! Great writing
September 23rd, 2010 at 7:16 pm
Thanks Kristen!
September 23rd, 2010 at 10:55 pm
Wow, I really love the way you’ve expressed yourself – so positive and vibrant and STRONG! Beautifully done… a real work of art!
September 24th, 2010 at 8:25 am
Thanks Adeeyoyo!
September 24th, 2010 at 9:11 am
breathtaking peom here.. So lovely done..
Happy Rally…
Rhyming Waters
–Someone Is Special–
September 24th, 2010 at 9:44 am
I know this feeling all to well. The judge never rests…..they are wrong.AGain and again I say “it’s not true”
Great writing here frayed.
September 24th, 2010 at 5:25 pm
And yet they believe what they choose to believe. I have come to realize protestations are a futile exercise and only serve to frustrate me. Thanks for your comments!
September 24th, 2010 at 12:19 pm
Great word choices
I felt that.
September 24th, 2010 at 5:26 pm
Thanks River and happy rally to you!
September 24th, 2010 at 2:00 pm
Very powerful poem you have here. I hope such attempts are always in vain. It takes a lot of positivity to keep them from drowning us.
September 24th, 2010 at 5:24 pm
Yes it does!
September 24th, 2010 at 6:03 pm
Oh “Resilience” is wonderful. You put into words what I was trying to convey and
wasn’t able to verbalize a while ago.
Fabulous piece.
September 26th, 2010 at 10:45 am
Thanks! That happens to me sometimes- I come across a poem that puts into words what I can’t.
September 24th, 2010 at 6:51 pm
At least she can see beyond…some people can’t manage that, and lose themselves for it. Powerful poem, very expressive, very positive. Well done–keep that resilience!
September 26th, 2010 at 10:46 am
Thank you Chris! I never want to lose myself. It would make life so dull.
September 24th, 2010 at 9:07 pm
Very powerful.
September 26th, 2010 at 10:48 am
Thanks Morganna, and thanks for stopping by and commenting!
September 25th, 2010 at 1:15 am
… and you said poetry was “hiding out” from you. This is stunning … and so is the pix. Is it yours?
Nice work!
September 26th, 2010 at 10:48 am
Well, except for this piece, poetry is hiding out from me. I haven’t been able to think of anything. argh!
No the picture is from Morgue files, but I thought it was apt with the browned edges of the roses and the beautiful, vibrant color.
September 29th, 2010 at 7:52 pm
Well you did a lovely job of it. Congrats!
September 25th, 2010 at 3:49 am
This is a great piece. A message to yourself?
September 26th, 2010 at 10:49 am
Not a message to myself, but a bit of myself.
September 25th, 2010 at 9:59 am
Nice work, my friend. Keep on!
Warmest Salad
Luke
September 26th, 2010 at 10:50 am
Thanks Luke!
September 25th, 2010 at 8:12 pm
Second last line. Brilliant. Love and Light, Sender
September 26th, 2010 at 10:51 am
Thanks Sender and a happy rally to you!
September 26th, 2010 at 7:24 pm
The title was outstanding and it brought out the boldness which the poem seem to pose. Good one….Have a splendid week.
P.s Thanks for adding me to your blogroll…I appreciate.
Cheers!
September 27th, 2010 at 10:30 am
please visit those you did not originally reach,
thanks for the participation.
Happy Monday!
September 27th, 2010 at 4:04 pm
referring to poets who were here for you,
I know you always return favors.
Thus never mind…
Thanks!
September 27th, 2010 at 7:50 pm
Ok, cool. I didn’t want to forget anyone.
September 27th, 2010 at 10:31 am
http://jinglepoetry.blogspot.com/2010/09/monday-poetry-potluck-kings-queens-and.html
Hello, friend:
Our Monday Poetry Potluck Is NOW open, linking is open from Sunday 8pm to Tuesday, 8pm, welcome join us by linking in 1 to 3 poems, you could use an old poem, the more you share, the happier we are…hurry up!
Thanks in advance.
Hope to see you soon…
you can link in perfect poet award acceptance to our potluck…
have fun!
September 28th, 2010 at 5:19 am
wow, that was like a punch to the stomach and a story all at the same time. i love the whole fast paced rawness.
September 28th, 2010 at 8:28 am
Thanks for your comments Donusho. I’m glad you liked it.
September 28th, 2010 at 7:53 am
how universal !!
great job
September 28th, 2010 at 8:28 am
So it would seem. Thanks!
October 1st, 2010 at 3:21 pm
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October 1st, 2010 at 4:45 pm
I really like this poem…you can feel those disapproving sharp tongues and wagging fingers scratching at the subjects dreams…well done
October 1st, 2010 at 5:03 pm
Well thanks!