For Hyde Park Poetry Palace ~ Thursday Poets Rally Week-80 ~ Papers Piling...

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cleared stacked and sorted
yet returning,efforts aborted
painful limbs strained back

mind and soul under a terror
attack' Ah' Papers in stack
smiling sliding distorted ...

leave them alone for a while
take coffee soup or ' chaye'
play a slow tune on wi-fi  

but well, Oh I wonder why
how does this happen I cry
tears drop feet swell hairs fly'

am I correct ? Oh English Dear
why do you create this fear 
Grammar error writing clear...

papers I love and pencils more
draw compose poems or prose
keeping all nothing to dispose

but soon the piles become miles
high or low up and down they go
it is all like a dump before you know

papers piling ...teacup smiling...
papers piling poems a calling...
The clock..tis 12 ...my slipper...


Poetry Palace ....I am coming....
Dreaming ....writing....falling


Comments

Susan said…
You speak to my condition! I have boxes of dissertation research from the 1980s that I will likely never open again. I am not brave enough to take a picture of what has now spilled out of closets and file cabinets to corners of rooms and stair wells. I laughed at the reference to Cinderella, but not too loudly, because I too feel the pressure of time. What we suspect to be powerful and creative now may expire just as a life reaches its mortal limit. And the fear--"tears drop feet swell hairs fly"! Well might we sip tea or chai, put on music, try to sooth the savage breast. I adore this poem.
February 18, 2015 at 6:40 PM
Anonymous said…
what cheerful spirit here.
February 18, 2015 at 8:10 PM
Anjum Wasim Dar said…
Respected Dr Susan - Thank you I am smiling ..I stare back silently when I hear' Mom this was 10 years ago...shifting from our home was a real 'test ..even after leaving heaps of ... stuff... I still find more around me...life is like this..and we have been taking 'tea breaks' to relax ...
February 18, 2015 at 9:06 PM
Anonymous said…
bless you,
keep finding leeway to survive.
February 18, 2015 at 9:18 PM
Eleaine Sarah Thomas Jobs Bush said…
a strong write.
good luck....


do visit your comment makers so that they feel good visiting.
February 18, 2015 at 9:41 PM
Anonymous said…
excellent spirit.
February 18, 2015 at 10:15 PM
Myrna R. said…
I can definitely relat to this. Lovely write.
February 19, 2015 at 10:10 PM
Pat-Mather Brown Gordon-ceton said…
http://summerrainromances.blogspot.com/2015/02/todays-questions-and-menus.html

this is for week 81,
keep it up.
February 22, 2015 at 10:37 PM
Anonymous said…
amazing one.
February 23, 2015 at 8:16 PM
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