Life does often seek to manage mind,
where sanity demands another face,
and reason edits out discordant sound;
so is the heart embraced in mental vice.
Reality becomes a ghastly, raging foe,
where thoughts fill narrow ranks as demons,
defies the bounds of what we want to know;
hope on salted ground is surely leavened.
Insanity can hold the upper stony ground,
and mock from echoed distance all we are,
so do the angels hold out waiting hand;
salvation shines although its touch is rare.
Slant does twist the world of outer truth,
invokes that dance polarity to then ensure,
a mirror which reflects what is, as both;
in opposites, all then revealed as pure.
http://dversepoets.com/2014/05/22/meeting-the-bar-at-a-slant/
where sanity demands another face,
and reason edits out discordant sound;
so is the heart embraced in mental vice.
Reality becomes a ghastly, raging foe,
where thoughts fill narrow ranks as demons,
defies the bounds of what we want to know;
hope on salted ground is surely leavened.
Insanity can hold the upper stony ground,
and mock from echoed distance all we are,
so do the angels hold out waiting hand;
salvation shines although its touch is rare.
Slant does twist the world of outer truth,
invokes that dance polarity to then ensure,
a mirror which reflects what is, as both;
in opposites, all then revealed as pure.
http://dversepoets.com/2014/05/22/meeting-the-bar-at-a-slant/
Your poem dances on that edge of who we fear we are and who we believe we must appear to be--all difficult. very well done. k.
ReplyDeleteyes that tug of war between slant and straight...appearance and reality..beautifully written
ReplyDeleteA delicate balance for sure.
ReplyDeleteI am having trouble grasping slant -
ReplyDeleteand I read this and it seems so obvious
the strength of these words is in how
effortlessly they seem to flow.
This is so well done, I enjoyed reading it a number of times.
ReplyDelete