Friday, November 1, 2013

The pieces of me





A piece of me – always follows
suggested straight strategic line,
even if there is an ice-hole.

A piece of me – staying at home
in warmth, kitten curled,
when my obedient part
leaving for work.

A piece of me – never here at all,
soaring somewhere over the chores,
knows though the way back,
and when - to anchor.

A piece of me – still on the playground
riding the carousel of anticipation,
when ride’s completed – she’s expecting
to be placed on the real life project.

See, - I’m never the whole,
so if you, by chance, look in my eyes,-
you risk to land in one of my properties,
with  days equal  nights, equalizer like,
for I’m trying to stop
eternal swaying of seconds - ropes,
with little luck I travel on -
I hop…

Artistic Interpretations with Margaret - "Maria Wulf's Visual Poems"

11 comments:

  1. I just love that you brought a myriad of memory that forms this character...the quilt is such a great metaphor for this! Well done!

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  2. nice... i think it's good if we never really leave that playground and also reserve parts for our dreams... reminds me of a stain glass windown...many pieces and they give a picture and oh how they sparkle when the sun shines through...smiles

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  3. I also loved this clip, and I really enjoyed reading your poem to see where the source of your inspiration would take you. The 'pieces of me' idea has been explored in a most original way.

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  4. "knows though the way back,
    and when - to anchor."

    what a profound need this is - and something that is often lost as we grow older... Lovely.

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  5. def keep that piece of you that rides the carousel...we need that kid that gets excited with anticipation in our lives....

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  6. loved the carousel reference, my favorite stanza.

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  7. I LOVE all of these various parts of the narrator, especially the one still on the carousel (I so loved them as a kid!) - this is a brilliant write!

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  8. I think we all leave pieces of ourselves here and there...lovely piece!!

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  9. I am hopping with you! I loved your poem and your ramblings of home and chores. We do leave ourselves in so many corners of life~!

    Wondrous to read!
    I LOVE your poem <3 to you

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  10. Divide and conquer? lol Actually I think we can all relate to that fragmented feeling. Well done, and fun too!

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  11. I loved this poem, full of tenderness for what we like!

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