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The Smear to My Eye: Blundering Words – Poems

Updated on May 10, 2012
Lightining
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The Smear
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The Smear to My Eye


Lightening flash brilliance upon the canvas of the night sky

Obliterating the darkness leaving a smear in my eye

Like life it is gone before it can be appreciated

Yet its memory remains un-accommodated

By the fire torn vision I now seek in the black

It begins to fade too, yet; I want it back

My vision restored though nothing looks the same

The smear to my eye must be to blame

The spotted night sky reminds me of the storm

The world is abstract void of shape size or form

Reminiscing yesterday’s subtle disappearance

Hoping for tomorrow’s faithful new reverence

Calming the soul in the turmoil of deceit

Bathing in the warmth of the coiling retreat

I beg for more time to slither and try

But life too is gone like the smear to my eye

Time
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Life is but a Moment

Life is but a moment in the never ending vortex of time; as a flash of lightening and it is gone. What will you do in your moment, will you make an impression; leave something behind that signifies you were there. Perhaps in the ultimate scheme of time nothing we do can ever really leave a mark. All inscriptions fade with enough time; with the dying of species or the evolution to the next stage of development. Perhaps; but should we try any less to convey the lessons we have learned to all future generations? Should we not express our short comings openly so they may better understand themselves and do better than we have done for them? The concept of time is vastly larger than our understanding can comprehend, yet we struggle to understand its implications and nuances so we may live forever.

Confusion
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Blundering Words
Blundering Words | Source

Blundering Words


Swiftly agitated hand scribbles incoherent thoughts from my vault

Trembling lines of lead on the paper with traces of thoughts of my fault

There are no words to explain the obsession

Where so many words meet rejection

Formidable foe the blank page has become

Considerable woe it makes me feel numb

Blundering words around on the page

It’s no wonder how this leads me to rage

How do I write what there isn’t to say

How do I turn the white page to grey


Blah!

Sometimes you just can’t seem to find the words no matter how hard you try, everything that comes out sounds like blah. It either doesn’t sound right or it is incomprehensible and stagnant. Your ideas have reached a state of drought or you just can’t seem to convert them from your mind to the paper. You often have lots of ideas perhaps too many ideas clogging up the arteries of thought and preventing the much needed fresh air of thought. You have grown weary of your own vocabulary and the essence of definition has no purpose for your tired, lonely, quivering hand. You rest solemnly as you try to regain an advantage over the unwritten words you wish so desperately to convey to those with willingness in their ears and minds. You wish to spark delight in their imagination with the things you describe, and portray an adventure in the hearts of those who travel to those distance destinations. Rest well and be replenished for the time is come for the syntax to unfold into a glorified example of communication unlike any other before or since.

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    • always exploring profile image

      Ruby Jean Fuller 4 years ago from Southern Illinois

      This is so refreshing and beautiful. We all suffer that old writers block, staring at a blank page, then the words start to flow..Loved this! Thank you..

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      rOBERT hEWETT SR. 4 years ago from Louisville, Kentucky

      You have amazing imagination and understanding of what moves people, writers especially, to keep in step. Thanks for sharing these excellent verses.

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      Russ Moran 4 years ago from Long Island, New York

      Lovely words and thoughts. consider: Words are like dogs—they want to be let out. You can always tame them later.

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      Civil War Bob 4 years ago from Glenside, Pennsylvania

      Well done, dmop...voted up, useful, beautiful, interesting. Oh, a bit of encouragement when your "words sound like blah"...that might be one of the most famous words in English, usually used as "blah, blah, blah" so you would be being thrice-quoted, to paraphrase The Bard! Enjoy your day!

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      dmop 4 years ago from Cambridge City, IN

      always exploring, Thank you for your generous comment, it is inspiring to know that my work is appreciated. Writers block just has a way of sneaking up on you, but it can be used to its own disadvantage. I have days when I just can't shade the page in, and others where I need more pages. Thanks again I hope your day is awesome.

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      MsLofton 4 years ago from IL

      very Touching! You are a very gifted writer!

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      dmop 4 years ago from Cambridge City, IN

      ROBERTHEWETTSR, thanks for reading my work and for the kind comment. I think it is the comments and interaction that keeps me motivated to continue publishing. I appreciate your stopping in, have a great day.

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      dmop 4 years ago from Cambridge City, IN

      rfmoran, I like your analogy. I will get started with the taming right away. Thanks for stopping by and for the comment. I hope your day is enjoyable.

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      dmop 4 years ago from Cambridge City, IN

      Civil War Bob, thanks for your kind words and votes. Blah is just one of those words that can be used for so many situations, and yes it does go good in threes. Have a great day my friend.

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      dmop 4 years ago from Cambridge City, IN

      MsLofton, thank you for reading and for your kind comment. Some days I struggle to write anything at all and others the words just pour out. It is OK though I think I have found a balance I can work with. I'm glad you enjoyed this; I will try to check out some of your work soon.

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      SanneL 4 years ago from Sweden

      This was a wonderful read after suffering days of frustration when my mind has been in state of drought. This morning the words started to flow again, and it's such an exhilaration seeing the creation of my thoughts yet again on that piece of paper. You're a good writer and talented poet. Just wonderful! Voted up and shared.

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      LaThing 4 years ago from From a World Within, USA

      I can relate to both your poems, so profound! Life is something that always intrigued me, there are so many things that we don't know about. It's a vast playground for a curious child.....yet, not enough time to explore everything! Wonderful poems. Voting up, and beautiful....

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      dmop 4 years ago from Cambridge City, IN

      SanneL, thanks for stopping by and for the inspiring comment. I was in a similar situation when I wrote this, I had several sentences that were all unrelated, and at last I just started writing. I hope you have a great day.

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      Jessee R 4 years ago from Gurgaon, India

      Dmop! You connect instantly... and into deeper depths of the soul through your words and poetic verse

      Amazing poetry

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      dmop 4 years ago from Cambridge City, IN

      LaThing, We have so little time here on this earth to explore such vast possibilities. We can learn something at every moment and likely never even touch the surface of the knowledge of our universe. Thanks for stopping in and for the great comments. I hope you have a great day.

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      dmop 4 years ago from Cambridge City, IN

      rahul0324, I don't know how you do it, it seems like you read and comment on so much, and always seem to have such great relevant things to say. I appreciate all your comments and support, thank you and have a terrific day.

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      Clark Cook 4 years ago from Rural BC (Canada) & N of Puerto Vallarta (Mexico)

      The Smear in my Eye -- loss--hope--reconciliation--resolution, and told in a faltering rhythm that mirrors the hesitance of the persona. Well done--and many thanks for visiting !

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      dmop 4 years ago from Cambridge City, IN

      moonfroth, we each must choose our own path, but in the end usually wish we had more time to explore even more. Thank you for stopping and for the thoughtful comment. I hope you have a wonderful day.

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      Ann-Christin 4 years ago from UK

      Very interesting poems it really made me think am I leaving my mark. Probably not but I can only try.

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      dmop 4 years ago from Cambridge City, IN

      christin53, try is all we can do. I like to think that at the very least my future generations can have a look and gain an understanding of who I was if they find an interest. Thanks for stopping have a great day.

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      Vinaya Ghimire 4 years ago from Nepal

      I enjoyed reading these two poems. I also loved how you interpret your poetry. For me this line is the universal truth: Life is but a moment in the never ending vortex of time

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      dmop 4 years ago from Cambridge City, IN

      Vinaya Ghimire, I'm glad you enjoyed my poems. I agree that there is much truth to the statement. Thank you for reading and for the great comment. Have a fantastic day.

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