I am visible, yet hiding –
balancing a vitality-blocking
disorder that renders me
inanimate, repulsive –
Who doesn’t flinch
in the face of deviancy?
Creativity obsesses
grasps hope that courage
will annihilate the beast,
that resourcefulness
is all it takes to overcome –
Hold on! it cries, nestled
deep within the grief –
Oh, you think you see me,
but I assure you, my friend,
you do not – I am rebel,
lost in isolation, vulnerability
fantasizing revolution –
Resolve trapped between
the exaggeration of infinite
possibility and the unremarkable
defence of compulsion to survive –
thrive even, if spirit was not
so aghast at current setbacks.
(Image my own)
I love your words and the painting to go with it, it‘s very intense and touching.
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Thank you.
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It is said that love makes you come out of hiding.
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Hmm…interesting.
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Wow this is great VJ!
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Thanks so much!
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You’re welcome!
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Well done, and exquisitely read!
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Thanks!
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lovely imagery of such vivid lines.. love it VJ❣️
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Thanks Cindy!
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You’re so welcome V.J❣️
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Well expressed, VJ!
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Thanks, Amy
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Very compelling poem and artwork!
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Thank you!
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Very powerful poem, VJ. I am speechless beyond that, except for, “I am sending you love and a hug…”
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Thanks Susan
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I agree with the others, VJ, a very evocative poem. The emotions are palpable.
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Thank you, Lauren
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Powerful and moving. Also, love the image.
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Thank you!
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Sometimes there’s this dichotomy of wanting to be seen and valued and wanting not to be seen and judged.
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Yes there is – well said, Eilene
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Such powerful words – and excellent image….
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Thanks Janet
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Thanks for sharing this amazing poem and love this artwork. Anita
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I feel a connection to this poem.
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I think aging, loss…all contribute.
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Most definitely.
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Anguish comes through so clearly in this poem.
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Thanks Liz. It is difficult to be a person of value in a society focused on health and fitness.
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It’s a shame.
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Feeling the same. Sending love to you, VJ! 💕
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Thanks Victoria – anguish comes in poetic moments and gracefully moves on.
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Grateful to you for sharing and for your open heart. 💕
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Your artwork always enhances your poem and its meaning – none more so than this enigmatic image.
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Thanks so much Derrick.
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Well said, Derrick.
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Thank you, Liz
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You’re welcome, Derrick.
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Such an evocative and moving poem
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Thanks Sadje. I realized I forgot to add in the audio as I normally do on Saturdays.
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Have you added it now? I’ll take a listen.
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Beautifully rendered 🩷
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Thanks. I think audio makes a difference
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Oh yes, makes it more personal. 🩷
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