All my expectations plumb
the fallow heart and succumb
to that resignation that starts
to beat and hum and then charts
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an excellent write with good rhymes and full of insight dear poet MJ Lemon.
WOW your poem grabbed me from the start: “All my expectations plumb the fallow heart and succumb to that resignation that starts to beat and hum and then charts an exit, a surrender, a retreat.” I just realised when I went back to copy another few lines I liked that I just love the whole poem. Straight to my favourites and a resounding 10++++
Simone, thank you so very much. I am grateful to hear that you had such a positive reaction.
'I plunge my hand into the earth And tell myself to await rebirth' the soil holds the potential for vast life species choices, definitely a germinating touch here.
I like to use this word as my never never land. I enjoyed this poem and learnt a lot from it.
A very deep poem. I read it twice for the beauty it is and felt the helplessness of life's challenges and then felt engulfed by the power life has over us. I will read it again. It is one you want to read over and over. Loved it. Thanks..
Expectations plumb on death. This is definitely a fantastic sharing done here with wise motive. Wisely drafted and shared...10
Thank you so much. And yes, there is a finality, a mortality, that must be confronted when faced with the inevitable end. Thanks again.
how is it that barely two months after my last comment, i've revisited this and once again enjoyed it [quite a bit, actually], especially the rhyme and rhythm. and a lot of it even made some sense to me! and i THOUGHT tamarind was a 'fruit', even though 'google' says the plant is related to peas and beans. but the (almost) most interesting thing (to me) is that i didn't recall having read or commenting on this. then I read it again, and THEN I saw my previous comment! old age, or just too much to remember? may favorite lines: “All my expectations plumb the fallow heart and succumb to that resignation that starts to beat and hum and then charts an exit, a surrender, a retreat.” :) bri
how is it that barely two months after my last comment, i've revisited this and once again enjoyed it [quite a bit, actually], especially the rhyme and rhythm. and a lot of it even made some sense to me! and i THOUGHT tamarind was a 'fruit', even though 'google' says the plant is related to peas and beans. but the (almost) most interesting thing (to me) is that i didn't recall having read or commenting on this............. until i had read it again (twice or thrice) and THEN seen my previous comment! old age, or just too much to remember? :) bri
i like beat/retreat Against what this wayward soul paid the scent, the tamarind, so afraid................ if i understood these lines, i would reward myself with a trip to McDonalds; hold the tamarind please. nice flow and rhyming. wasn't it difficult to plunge your hand into the earth? did it hurt? ? bri :) mary jane? let me look at another.
Hey Bri, Mary jane...just stay away from Kong.! ? ! ? And never hold the tamarind, not even on a soggy burger. Thanks so much for reading...
Aloha M.J. And Welcome Home... An excellent piece... no editing errors, all blues no reds... Against what this wayward soul paid; and what that soul is saying here within... a jin you be? like me! Really good words that work well... I tried to ten it but the button wasn't having it... Fly specs in crushed black pepper! A shrubbery up in then! The full Monty upon them... A ten, A ten, my pendome for that ten! and a partridge in a pear tree! All of the best from this life, to you, and all of your relations... Michaelw1two
Wow! The reader can really feel the full emotional impact of this profound poem. Defying death...so powerfully and brilliantly written. Amazing, my friend!
Very much appreciated, Richard. Thanks so much.